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she remarked. He chuckled. "I feel happy every day, Ashley. My first love is my work. People fall in love in different ways—some choose a person, others choose success. I don’t need a woman to complete my happiness. I’ve been happy for a long time, and I don’t need love—romantic love to change that," he emphasized. Irritated, Ashley pulled the questionnaire from the folder, crumpled it, and tossed it into the trash. It was clear that she had lost interest in talking to him.

The grief, pain, and screams all at once returned In droves. "If he truly misses he would have called but he didn’t, he truly misses me he would have responded to the messages I sent but he didn’t, if he truly misses me he would have visited or let me visit but you what! He didn’t" I just had to stop talking; I have nothing to say right now, if I continue talking I would burst into tears. After so many years, of believable lies and fake love, I can’t deal with this anymore. He doesn’t miss me, he doesn’t even care. "Dani!" He sighed

Their love story was one for the ages, a testament to the power of connection and creativity. As they hugged, Akira whispered, "I'll paint our love story forever." Taro smiled, knowing their love would be a masterpiece. *The Wedding* Their wedding was a beautiful blend of traditional and modern elements. Akira's art studio was transformed into a stunning venue, filled with flowers, candles, and her vibrant paintings. Taro's colleagues and Akira's friends gathered to celebrate their love. As Akira walked down the aisle, Taro's eyes sparkled with happiness. They exchanged vows, promising to love and support each other through life's joys and challenges.

“That doesn’t matter. “He says with a roll of his eyes, and I smile. “I’m glad you’re alright, Lucas…. “I say and he grins. “I am too. It’ll suck to die without witnessing the pinacle of you and David’s love story. “He says, and I freeze. “I don’t love, Lucas. “I say, and he rolls his eyes. “I thought we’d passed this bridge. You are in love with David. The sooner you accept that, the less torture you’ll face. You want that boy so badly, you’ll burn this entire state down if it ensures your permanent hold on him. “He replies, and I cross my arms across my chest and look away. “That’s not love. “I reply, and he scoffs. “For you? That’s the purest form of love. Your love language is… rather pe

That helps a ton in the long run, trust me — I say, pointing a finger at him. — What’s that? — he asks, making me lean back so I can see him better. — You don’t know the five love languages? — I ask, mouth open. — How would I know that? — he asks, shrugging. — Fair — I mutter, relaxing again. — Let me look it up real quick because I don’t remember exactly what some of them are called — I say, typing on my phone. — Okay, so there’s: words of affirmation, acts of service, receiving gifts, quality time, and physical touch. That’s five, right? Yes, five — I say before putting my phone away.

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Maxine explained the rules, "Each of you will confess your love in five different languages. And, darling, it's not just about translating 'I love you'! You gotta sell it, make it sexy, make it swoon-worthy!" The couples exchanged nervous glances, but Maxine assured them, "Don't worry, loves, it's all in good fun! And, of course, the losers get to enjoy a nice cup of scotch... on the rocks, naturally!" Drake, ever the romantic, stepped up first. "Mon amour, Evelyn, je t'aime plus que tout." (French) Evelyn blushed, and Maxine cheered, "Ooh la la! Drake, you're a natural!"

Mostly. Tessa, self-proclaimed relationship expert, had once said over cocktails, “Love languages matter more than chemistry. You can be obsessed with someone, but if they don’t love you the way you need to be loved, it’ll always feel slightly off.” Olivia had laughed at the time. But Tessa had gone on, serious for once. “You have to love someone in their language. Not yours. If they need presence and you give them praise, they’ll still feel alone. If they need touch and you give them gifts, they’ll feel unseen.”

I glance at the clock and see five minutes. “G, we have to go.” “But I haven’t given you my advice.” “It’s okay, you can tell me later,” I say as I grab the bouquet when she grabs my hand. “Wait. I got it. Love language. Learn each other’s love language.” “Thanks, G, but I already know what Tes’s love language is.” “You do? Carlos’s love language is watching sports together. Not my favorite thing, but I do it because I love him. What is Papi’s?”