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Did he not feel the same things I felt when we kissed? “Sorry, I- I don’t know why I said that,” I say quietly. He doesn’t reply, but instead turns up the music. I can almost feel his hatred and indifference rolling off of him in waves. I decide to take out my e-reader to kill some time. I stare at the pages, not actually reading anything, hoping that maybe I hallucinated my outburst.

Sean chided, glaring at Alastor. “Yeah man, give four eyes some credit!” Harry said, looking too amused. Alastor scoffed but said nothing, leaning back on the couch while Nick smirked, fixing his glasses, “So… what do you want to know about your unlucky lady?” “Everything,” . . . “When you’re in love, you’re capable of learning everything and knowing things you had never dared even to think, because love is the key to understanding of all the the mysteries.” –Paulo Coelho

… I scrolled through my phone at the airport to pass the time and stumbled upon a post from a mutual friend Miles and I had. The caption read, "A loving partner truly rises to greatness. Mr. Graham showed us the power of true love. I hope to meet my own one true love someday." The attached photo showed Miles with his arm around Nora's waist. It seemed like he had effortlessly held his own in a drinking contest. I suddenly remembered the times I accompanied him to meet clients. Back then, he allowed them to make things difficult for me, leaving me to drink until my stomach ached. That was all while telling me he was helping me build resilience.

I got up abruptly; I couldn’t believe the words that came out of that opening he sees as a mouth. “Just listen to me.” I scoffed, “Listen to what? You want me to be your wife for a year in order for you to save my sister, who is close to dying???” “I am not done.” “No, you are. In my books, you are done.” I grabbed my phone on the table and said, “If this is your proposition, then you are a heartless person, and I’m not interested in it.” “Would you rather watch your sister suffer?” He asked.

"The person I love." Dr. Sullivan raised his brows. "Not the fake person you loved because of the hypnosis, but the real person you love?" "Yes." Julien nodded. Dr. Sullivan stroked his chin and pondered for a moment. "Maybe it's a miracle. Although hypnosis is mystical, it's not a divine technique. Sometimes, the power of love is more powerful than one can imagine. Maybe when you came in contact with Ms. Sydney, your love for her made you subconsciously step out of the spiritual suggestion, so your heart naturally stopped hurting."

She hesitated for a long moment, then finally flipped open the title page. Written in delicate, feminine handwriting were the words: “How to Make Him Fall in Love With You Through Hypnosis.” She had been studying this for the past three days. But until now, she had never dared to act on it. She feared that Calvin might sense something and cut her off completely. She also feared that if she failed—if her influence didn’t take hold—she’d lose even the small connection she still had with him. Lately, Calvin had been seeking her help less and less. If she didn’t take advantage of this rare opportunity now, she might soon become irrelevant to him.

I hope one day we will meet again. Yours in love Thabo. She read it and put it in the pocket book Thabo left when he was running. She would read it all over again. She would repeat the last sentence, "I hope one day we will meet again.

Sal couldn't keep the billions of thoughts coursing through his head from crashing against each other like immense waves of the Pacific contending for the most superior. What if he had come to kill his mum? He could do that in mere seconds. Or maybe he really did have a loved one, but was meeting him or rather, bumping into him a coincidence? Besides his aura was too noxious for him to love or have a family. How could he be capable of loving when he'd literally machinated with other sick fellows into making Sal blow off a part of Future Tech?

my poem reads thus. ....... A LOVE POEM BY FETTY... I use to think love was an illusion and an overrated feeling of hopelessness I had this notion of how much of a hyped feeling this abstract thing was Infact, I downgraded this magical feeling and made it a foot mat Until I fell.... Falling completely in love with you made me realize every possible assumption of love is a reality And this magical feeling is taking me round the world in an instant You are the abstract fabric that kneads every bit of my heart and make melodious symphonies out of my heartbeat

NOTE: This book is a sequel to my first book name 'Love and lies' but you guys can read this book as a stand-alone book as well because I planned to add all the main points of the first book in this one so you won't have to read the previous part all you guys have to do is to wait patiently until I reveal them one by one as per the plot requirements. Thanks. °^°^°^° Elie "Elina, My Sweetheart, where are you hiding?" Hearing his velvet voice made me drop into a pool of sweat as I gulped my saliva in fear.