Our Love Has Always Been 10cm Apart นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Thank you so much for reading A Love Too Close. I truly want to apologize for disappearing without informing you all properly. I was battling a very critical illness and had to completely step away for recovery. It took time, but thank God I recovered and I’m finally back stronger and ready to continue updating consistently again 🤍 Thank you to everyone who stayed patient and continued supporting this story despite my absence. Please don’t forget to add the book to your library, leave comments, and share your thoughts. More twists, drama, and emotional moments are coming soon.

Her dinner sat untouched, and she seemed reluctant to be more than an arm’s reach from Yvette at any moment. After she fell asleep in Yvette’s lap, the house finally quiet, Tristan poured them both a drink and sat across from her. “You felt it, didn’t you?” he asked. “When she played.” Yvette nodded. “It wasn’t just the song. It was like… something listening through her.” “I’ve seen that before,” he said. “When they’re close. When the Network uses a tether to bridge the space between. Music, mirrors, blood. The older the line, the stronger the bond.”

No more paperwork. No more pretending. Only love.

she repeated, her voice steady. They lingered long after the plates were cleared, simply enjoying the weight of their truth. The love was confirmed, spoken, and sealed. Michael Eastwood, the man of unwavering loyalty and controlled emotion, had finally given his heart completely to his wife. And April Eastwood, the woman who had always been waiting for this moment, knew that their life together had just truly begun. They were no longer just partners; they were in love, and the ten thousand miles separating them from New York couldn't feel far enough.

Catelin smiled shaking her head. "I will never be happy to be away from you but you know I heard somewhere." She paused caressing his beard jaw. " Love becomes stronger when it's given from afar. I love you and I am sure it will become stronger when we will be far away." She said making his eyes soften. He leaned closer placing his lips against hers making her close her eyes in return. They shared a soft loving kiss without the use of the tongue. "I love you." He mumbled detaching his lips from hers.

"There can't be anything at a whim, there can't be frequent visits, there can't be much time we'll have together. I need to know if you're still up for this, if you're ready to work through this distance together." His face softened slowly at the unsurity in her face that was trying to figure out how he would react to that. He gently took her hand and kissed the back of it, holding it to herself. "I can work through anything if that means I get to spend a lifetime with you. I'll listen to you, whatever demands you have, whatever rules you set, whatever space you need. Every. Single. Thing." The words were like a comfort zone for her soul because at that moment, that assurance was everything

he said softly, “I love you. I’ve always loved you. From a distance, quietly, respectfully, with a heart that has never wavered.” Hannah looked at him, lips curving in a soft, grateful smile. She gave a small nod, her eyes soft, understanding more than words could ever say. Between them, something quiet passed—not a grand declaration, but a simple promise. Maybe love didn’t always have to come with noise or chaos. Maybe it could grow slowly, gently, like morning light.

"What about us?" "Us?" I repeat him surprised. "Yes, us. You say you love me but... How would this work out if you are six hours away from me? I for sure know a long-distance relationship won't work." "I love you, yes... But you don't love me," I whisper. "Little one, I-"

Because for the record, Joseff is talking with someone. “Yeah, and I’m going to be much weirder if you won’t accept my friendship. Fuck this is so gay, friendship? But well, I badly wanna be your friend so it’s fine, I guess.” Pedro said and Joseff can’t help but not to look at him. His gray and deep emotionless eyes meet a blue crystal tantalizing one and he’s mesmerized by it that he didn't notice that he’s staring way too longer than he should. Then a smile formed on Pedro’s face so he immediately looked away and act like he did not done anything.