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My Perfect Abrupt Marriage Chapter 2 “Ma, I’m home!,” I called out to my one and only Mother, who peeked from the kitchen and nodded at me. I took off my slippers, heading inside. The breakfast she was cooking tempted me into wanting to take a taste but since it hasn’t been cooked, I stopped myself. “Dear, where were you off to last night?” She warmly smiled at me, intending to hug me to which I gave her one with a kiss on her cheek. “I was waiting for you, but you didn’t come.”

All I could feel was love. Loving is seeing the flaws, knowing the mood swings, appreciating the imperfections but most of all it's about recognizing the filthy dark parts of the heart and still wanting to treasure it. He was my miracle. He was my wishbone. He was my saviour. Quite literally, actually. Seeing the look of pure primal love in my eyes, Colton questioned. "What are you thinking about?" "You. Always." Colton grinned, coming closer to me. "You are absolutely breathtaking, every part of you is perfect. And I want to spend eternity proving this to you."

Upon feeling her movement, Rain let go and took her to paradise and back. Sated and panting, Ami rested her head on Rain’s chest peeking at him and smiling. “Now why are you smiling, my wonderful wife?” “Well, I never thought love making would be that fantastic. If I have known, I should have tried it earlier.” “With whom? Rain’s face darkened.

I nodded and let him have the books I borrowed in the library earlier for our discussion tomorrow. As we were making our way to the parking lot Katie blocked our way. She was with her squad and one of them was Fely, a volleyball player who used to stalked Orion. It seemed like she announced to their whole department her plan about confessing her feelings for Kolten. "Kolten, please accept my love." She tried to look cute and laid a box of cakes for him. He did not pay attention to it, but still hanging his arm on Orion's shoulder. He was never like to accept anything from any girls who were confessing to him, except those who wanted to be his 'secret admirer' who chose to leave some stuff in

I hate to admit but… This is true. Really, Akesha Melody Anderson is falling hard to a gangster? This is called Unexpected Love and all I could only pray that he was feeling the same way. I wish that he’s the one for me. I wish will be together and be happy in the right time and place. Someday we will meet at the right time and we will be together forever.

Her eyes filled with tears as she looked over at Damian, as if she were the victim in all this. "Damian, Elise doesn't want you anymore. I can gain the weight back, I swear I can. Just forget about her. Let's get married." Her voice shook as she pleaded, her hands clasped in front of her. Sadly for her, Damian only turned away with open disgust. It was hilarious how she thought he'd choose her. At this point, I didn't know whether she was naive or just stupid. Damian never wanted her out of love; he wanted her because she could be an eye candy that looked good on his arm, which in turn, made him look good.

"You killed her!" Evelyn froze. She fought to sit up, fear evident in her eyes. Tears flowed down her face. "I didn't want this... I love you. I truly love you." Her voice cracked. "What woman would willingly watch the man she loves marry another?" She sobbed helplessly, desperate to find even the smallest mercy from him. However, she forgot one important thing—Adrian had been a dominant force in the business world for years. He was known as the cold prince of Ashbourne and had once been famous for his indifference. He had never genuinely cared about anyone aside from me.

Yet despite everything, they continued choosing each other. Again. And again. Because real love is not found only in grand gestures. It is found in everyday choices. In loyalty. In patience. In forgiveness. In staying when things become difficult. In growing together instead of growing apart. One of the most beautiful lessons I learned while writing this story is that happiness does not come from having a perfect life. Happiness comes from finding people who make life worth living despite its imperfections. That is what Liam and Daisy found in each other. Not perfection.

That the work I did to document our love is reaching people and transforming their understanding of what's possible. "You did it," he says. "You captured what it actually means to choose someone for thirty years." I hold him and I understand that this book is the culmination of everything I've been trying to say for decades. This book is me telling the world: Real love is possible. It requires work. It's worth everything it costs. The reviews start coming in the following week. They're overwhelmingly positive. Publications are calling it the most important book on relationships in years. Therapists are recommending it. Bookstores are putting it on the bestseller table.

Even then, Claire was still protecting me. "None of you know Louis like I do. He's not the person you think he is." She pulled out a red jewelry box from her pocket and said, "Honey, I bought you this watch. I was planning to give it to you for Valentine's Day. Do you like it?" Comments immediately started flooding in. [Even now, she's still thinking about getting him a Valentine's gift.] [This is what they call being hopelessly in love.] People at the scene and viewers online felt envy toward me, yet despised me even more for what I had done.