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"The last time I saw Nate, right here in this house, he gave this to me for you. He said you were supposed to read it on our wedding day. I don't know what it says. I never opened it." With hands that shook a little, I tore open the top of the envelope and pulled out a single sheet of paper. Dear Quinn, You're beautiful today. How do I know this? Because you're beautiful every day. I can just imagine what you must look like today, a bride about to marry the man she's loved as long as she can remember.

she whispered. Matteo reached out, brushing his thumb against her cheek. “For tonight, forget everything else. Just be you.” She leaned into his touch, her body drawn to his warmth. The air between them shifted, thickened with something unspoken. Isabella wasn’t sure who moved first. One moment, they were staring at each other, and the next, his lips were on hers. It wasn’t rushed, wasn’t desperate. It was slow, controlled—like Matteo was savoring every second.

** Flashback. A young woman's voice was heard saying, "Look at you, you're quite handsome, huh?" accompanied by laughter. "Hm." Kylian wanted to respond, but his whole body was numb. He couldn't move at all. His vision was just dark. "If only I could marry someone as handsome as you, I would be happy." The woman laughed again, but her laughter sounded like she was about to cry. 'Why did you say that?' Kylian wanted to ask, but he couldn't. He felt like something was taking him away into deeper darkness.

I asked nervously. He then pressed my body again. Ohhh, my heart wants to let go this second too. "I want you right now." he whispered. "Ahh?" I asked, surprised. "Didn't my promise kiss you whenever you want and date you every Saturday?" I asked. What did I say just now? Ahhh, Zara, you are such a fool. He then raised an eyebrow. "It turns out you were just pretending to forget, hm?" he asked while continuing to approach me.

Damian gave up on his sleep and didn't bother going out during cold midnight to buy her medicines. “Thank you, Dam,” she smiled nervously. “Here, some water.” “I don't know what happened in my mind. I don't know why I trusted him,” “We must make mistakes to build our personality,” Damian said as he helped her put on her warm pyjama. “I gave him my body,” Avery sighed. “I let him see me and touch me everywhere.” “He doesn't deserve you,” Damian said. “There is this quote I read before. Charlie Chaplin wrote it in a letter to his daughter.”

Still, I nodded without hesitation and was rewarded with a smile that bloomed like a flower. Childhood sweethearts, they say, could withstand the test of time. Even after everything that happened, those memories were still beautiful. After looking back, I realized that yesterday's sweetness had grew into poison. I spoke softly to her. "Winnie, there's no need. "I don't love you anymore. You don't need to keep torturing yourself with memories of the person who once loved you. "That person… You killed him with your own hands." In that instant, it was as if Winnie crossed the boundary between life and death, and she had truly heard my words.

com ]. Quote of The Chapter: "If I Had My Life to Live Over, I Would Find You Sooner So That I Could Love You Longer"

Dorothy curled her lips and said, “I’d rather meet with a mishap than let anything bad happen to it. Are you satisfied?” “Hehe!” Quinn happily rested her chin in both of her hands, and she smiled happily as she said, “Dorothy, you’re the best! I love you!” “Don’t. Don’t love me!” Dorothy grunted with disgust. “You’d better go and love your Brother Charlie instead!” Quinn responded seriously, “Oh, you’re right! How could I possibly say those words to you? Charlie is obviously the only person who is worthy of it!” Dorothy was exasperated and said, “Quinn Golding! You’re really an ungrateful person who forgets your own friends just because of your lover! To think that I’ve always been so good t

I reluctantly opened the letter as both of them literally pushed their heads inside my locker to read it. "Love ceases to be a pleasure when it ceases to be a secret." Maybe this is why I want to be your secret and admire you from afar. The distance is bearable as long as you smile while reading these little messages. Have a good day Dear Astraea. ~Secret Admirer. "The Lover's Watch by Aphra Behn." Miranda spoke quietly. "What ?" "The quote is from that book Emily." I explained. "Classic quotes on each love letter. He is a nerd like you Rae." Emily patted my shoulder, feigning sympathy for me.

I closed my eyes, held my breath, and planted a quick kiss on his greasy cheek. A powerful wave of nausea rose in my throat. Behind me, I heard a glass slam onto a table. I didn't have to turn around to know it was Killian. The cabin was terrifyingly quiet, broken only by Boris's unsatisfied, strange laugh. I turned back, my eyes turning red against my will. "Is that good enough?" Clara seemed to have been startled by Killian's reaction. She froze for a second before recovering, then burst into a triumphant, coquettish laugh. "Of course. The heir's wife is so generous, as expected."