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“Now and forever. I swear on my life.” My cheeks rose as I smiled. “Good night, Dario.”

"Well, it means I'll always be with you. Forever." His eyes settled on mine softly, calm, and almost ethereal, like they were holding a promise. "And I..." I leaned into his chest, feeling his warmth, feeling home. "I was, I am and I will always be... Forever yours." The End

“Get me a cup of coffee." Coffee? bitch COFFEE? SURE! I’D RATHER FEED YOU A YEASTY HAM PARFAIT AFTER STEALING IT FROM JAMES CORDEN. Why did it have to be him out of all the men in the world?

"Gol Gappe it is." ______________________________________

BROOKS Getting to spend time with Jonah was good for all 3 of us. I know Crystal missed him and I am happy they spent the day together last week. Jonah promised to try and spend more time with her before we took him home. Crystal and I are getting last-minute things done before the gender reveal at the end of the week. It has been so hard to keep the fact we are having a boy a secret. I keep slipping and saying he and then having to go back and say he or she to cover my slip-up. My mom is driving me crazy asking about buying girl stuff or boy stuff and I have to keep reminding her that she has to wait like everyone else and that if she wants to keep buying stuff to get gender neutral for now

"Of course, that has always been the plan," "I love you, forever, Mrs. Katherine Salvador," "I love you more, my husband, my everything," He opened his arms and I got in without hesitating, loving how perfect my life is now and knowing it would be like this for a long, long, time. The End

Always and forever. -Anna. <3

Alpha Star and Star One sat in the dark basement in front of the laptop. “I sent the voice clippings to MRO.” said Star One. “Good. They’ll like that,” Alpha Star said. “Yes. And I’ve heard a new organization has cropped up. They call themselves SRO. Kinda like an anti-MRO programme.” “SRO? What does that stand for?” “No idea.” “Hmm...” Alpha star said absentmindedly. “Listen... don't you think this is all–”

(Laya P.O.V) I hate myself when I put other's life in danger for my own goods. "Sorry brothers, I know what I make you go through. I don't know how I am going to repay you; But you are my brothers." 15.0 96 Normal 0 Clean 21 false false false FR X-NONE X-NONE /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Tableau Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;

It reminds me of her! Boro, boro, delam toraa, toraa namikhaahad (Go, go, My heart doesn't want you) This song affects my mind because I was remembering her during my work which isn't right. I slammed my fist on the counter, making a clicking sound because of ring-clad fingers, all holding different memories. The barman flinched on his plate "Whisky!" I noticed the cigar smoke blended in the air when I spoke. Digar, digar, namikhaaham bebinamat