Once Upon A Time, I Loved You Mga Nobela at Kwento

It makes me really sad. [3.6 Failed at suicide. Why can't I even choose to die? Life is unbearably painful. I can't go on.] [If there's a next life...] The black ink had blurred from my tears, and the words beyond it had become unreadable. I muttered, "Even though you already know, I still want to tell you that I really love you. I love you so much that I wish for another life with you." For a moment, it felt as if Samuel were standing right beside me again—still the lively, confident young man I remembered. I couldn't look away, mesmerized, unwilling to wake from the illusion. Then, I heard his voice. "I wish for the same."

"One chance? I gave you five years of chances, Damon!" "That's different—" "No, it's not!" I cut him off. "Every day I loved you was a chance. Every time I trusted you was a chance. Every time I believed your lies was a chance!" My eyes turned cold, my voice carrying no warmth. "Damon Blackwood, I don't love you anymore. That text message was very clear—unlike you, I don't pretend to love when I don't, or pretend not to love when I do. What I said was all true. When I don't love someone anymore, I really don't love them. In my heart now, there's only Garrett."

I sit up and look at the ground. "You asked me to try to love you, and when I say I do, you pull away," I say as I look up at him. He nods. "You know my history. I haven't known love. Hearing someone say they love me is new to me. I said that because I didn't want you to be overwhelmed. I never actually expected you to love me. I'm not trying to pull away, I swear. It's just different," I swallow harshly as I look away from him.

Agatha whispered in my ear, her arm sliding around my waist as we paused in front of the main wall of photographers. "I love you, Agatha," I murmured back, leaning my head against her shoulder for a fraction of a second, completely unbothered by the flashing cameras capturing the intimate gesture. "I love you more," she replied softly. As we walked through the grand glass doors of the theater, leaving the cameras behind to officially watch the premiere of Love Triangle, I knew our journey through the storm was finally complete. We had fought through manipulation, heartbreak, and a literal hell just to find our way back to each other. But standing here, secure in her arms, I knew that every s

They were together all the time in the past month, except when they were at work. The media had caught pictures of them entering and leaving their home more than once. They were even given the nickname of 'Siamese Husband and Wife' by the media from how glued at the hip they were. Sadie had experienced true love with Blake. She used to think she had felt true love for Chad, but she realized it was not truly love after she got with Blake. Sadie was smiling when she walked out of the elevator. However, before she could reach her parking space, someone struck her behind the head with a club.

To avoid giving a reply, I immediately put a spoonful in my mouth and pretended I wasn't in the position to talk because of my food. Dean grabbed my free hand and I looked up at him, still feeling embarrassed, “I love you baby and I will always. It is normal for you to get jealous. That is because you love me, and you are a stingy lover like myself.” He said with some excitement in his voice, and I happily choked again and pushed his hand away. “Fuck you.” I muttered while struggling to swallow.

I groaned and tried getting up but his men held me down tightly and I couldn't move. " uh..uh..uh.." Mama gasped, blood gushed out of her mouth, and blood spilled and circulated throughout her body on the ground. I pushed them away and went towards mama, I took her head into my hand, she was still gasping, she took her bloodied hand and touched my face, " I.....l.love....you" then her hand gradually fell to the ground. My eyes were heavy and I felt a boiling pain in my heart, just one blink a river of emotion poured out like acid burning in my heart, I hysterically wailed...

"Everyone," I addressed my stunned classmates. "I don't know what story Mr. Olsen made up to get you to believe him, but I don't even remember that he existed in our class until last week. "He's using my name to build some tragic love story and even got a girlfriend who looks like me! Then, as soon as I returned, he started love-bombing me with his public confessions, sneaking pictures of me, and using his power to manipulate the people in my life!"

Hand still on her belly, like she’s protecting Sandra from the storm. I crawl forward on my knees. Closer. Until I’m right in front of her. “I love you,” I say, voice cracking. “I loved you when you were just a name on a rejection letter. I loved you when you walked into my life bleeding and broken. I loved you every morning I left a white rose. I loved you when we burned the contract. I love you now, with our daughter between us, on this damn tarmac, with the whole world watching if they want to.”

"what should I do without you saphire my love" "I'm just right here, I will never leave you, I promise" "I love you" "I love you saphire no matter what" "I love you too rhacael" He hugged me like there's no tomorrow and suddenly he fades slowly until I realized he disappeared [flashback ends] to be continued.......