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True love found us. The End.

"True Love Is A Lie" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Copyright ©2021 Hazma Razak. All Rights Reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. The uploading,scanning,distribution of this book in any form or by means-including but not limited to electronic,mechanical,photocopying,recording or otherwise - without permission of the author is ILLEGAL

I'm nervous in a way that I haven't been nervous in years. This book feels more vulnerable than the others. The first book was testimony. The second book was about healing. But this book is about my marriage. This book is about Dominic and me and the specific work that we've done. This book is me saying to the world: This is what real love looks like. The first reading is in New York. The bookstore is packed. More people than I expected. People who've read my other books. People who've heard about the foundation. People who are curious about what comes after survival and transformation.

It did not help that she wanted a replay of that kiss, every single time, even as she was staring at the picture. There was a knock on the door and Maeve immediate shove the magazine under the table, straightening up as the door opened and her boyfriend, Issac, walked into the office. Yup, she had a boyfriend. After their first date at the restaurant where she arrived late, Maeve and Issac had a gone out a couple more times after that. Then, he asked her to be his girlfriend and she saw if yes of course. Why wouldn’t she? Issac was nice and smart and dreamy, and he was so handsome too. Maeve was pretty sure she was falling in love with him. I mean, did he usually kiss her like Dominic did th

he asked, lifting one brow, clearly unconvinced. I sighed and looked away. "Because it wouldn't work. We'd get tired of each other in a week. And I know you, Jim. You say you love me, but is it really me you love? Or the money and connections I bring with every campaign, every shoot?" His face fell, the corners of his lips twitching downward. "That's a cruel thing to say, Julliane. I really do love you, you know." "I believe you—partly," I admitted. "But your kind of love feels more like possession. Like keeping your most valuable asset close. That's not the kind of love I want. It's not the kind I deserve."

She had hoped that she could keep her feelings a secret, but it seemed like Sarah had figured everything out. "I don't know what you're talking about," Lily said, trying to keep her voice steady. "Oh, please," Sarah said, rolling her eyes. "It's written all over your face. You're in love with James, aren't you?" Lily took a deep breath and looked away. She couldn't deny the truth any longer. "Yes," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I am in love with him." "I knew it," Sarah said, her eyes flashing with anger. "How could you do this to me? James is supposed to be my fiancé!

She knew excuses wouldn't work in front of someone who had once seen her obsession with the guy named Noah Sullivan. "If you don't want to answer, it's alright. I'm just asking it casually." Vivienne looked at Angelina and answered, "People don't just forget their first love. Especially the unrequited one. Because it becomes a scar that is always poked whenever a new person comes along in your life."

I stared at him through my blurred eyes, but if it was impossible to speak before, there was no way I was attempting to now, so, I said nothing. Puckering my lips because I could already feel them tremble, I shook my head and looked away. "I'm sure you've heard the saying, Nicolas." He handed me a box of tissue, and I took it, feeling beyond annoyed with myself. "'Tis better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all.'"

"Just for tonight, I wanna show how much I love you!" Chris closed his eyes as Janice' lips touched his neck. He did not expect her to have a talent for awakening his libido. He quickly got affected by the fire in his body because of the alcohol he drank. As the kisses crept on his jawline, he struggled to control himself not to kiss her red luscious lips. He did not want this to continue because he is thinking about his bride, Nica Joy. As that thought entered his mind, he finally loosened Janice' grip.

I wince and move it a few inches away before bringing it back to my ear. "Troy are you there?" She calls again and I nod like she can see me. "Yes Rachel,I'm here." I say and resume walking out of the school. My foot slightly nudges a small book on the floor and I carefully study it before bending to pick it up. The word 'Diary' is printed in a bright, colourful pink on the book and I groan. It must have fallen out of the mysterous girl's open school bag.