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Her eyes sparkled, like they were filled with starlight. "I know you're still hurting, and I know you might not be fully ready yet. That's okay. I can wait. I'll wait, no matter how long." She reached out and gently brushed the snow off my shoulder. "I just want to tell you that I'll watch the snow with you and walk the path down with you until we grow old together." I looked at her, and tears suddenly fell from my eyes. It wasn't sadness. It was gratitude. I reached out and took her hand.

His lips trembled slightly, and across the room, he silently mouthed, "I'm sorry." Slowly, I took off my sunglasses, my eyes as calm as a mountain lake. I held his gaze and silently mouthed, "You don't deserve my forgiveness." Then, I curled my lips into a faint smile, turned around, and walked away, leaving behind a past fraught with blood, tears, and betrayal. … Months later, with Uncle Winston's help and care, I made a full recovery. Mom also began to heal from her grief. I legally changed Avery's last name to Monet, completely erasing all traces associated with the Sinclair family.

My tears fall silent over my cheeks as my grim reality reaps destruction in my soul. I’m so sorry, Angelo. In desperate need of comfort, I dig my cell phone out of my bag and open the chat I share with Angelo. I scroll to the very beginning and read all the messages we’ve sent each other. But none of them offers me any comfort. Instead, the texts break my heart. In this moment of devastation and darkness, I realize I wasn’t just in love with Angelo. I love him. I love him with my whole heart and soul. And I didn’t even get to tell him.

Golden sun streams came through the window into the Johnson mansion to bathe the great dining room with its warmth. Three days since the accident had happened, and it is within the atmosphere brought along by such a situation in life. All was well but the surface of each heart seated on hot coals -and burned so much more under Jasmine's skin than any person could imagine.

It was the same woman he had rejected and hurt back then but now, he was the one who was holding her so closely and didn't even want to let go. "Do you really not hate me for that?" he asked in a soft voice as he played with a strand of her hair. "And if that is so, then why not? Are you really that nice to forget about how I treated you?" He wondered why he was driven by impulse last night. He abandoned reason and surrendered to the passion that had erupted between the two of them. He was regretful about last night but also satisfied. He knew chaos was gonna erupt after this but he chose to ignore it. He couldn't overlook the undeniable satisfaction and attraction, so he didn't mind rekindl

His heart drop to the very depth of fear and despair as the dreaded day was nearer than he thought. Daily, he battled against the thought of losing her. The day that the hypnosis will be broken. Even now that she doesn't remember Tyler, he could tell that Jade was subconsciously in love with Tyler. Yes, they were able to alter her memory but they couldn't alter what was written in her heart. The love she had for Tyler was deeply etched in her heart and there's nothing he could do about it. Jade could hear Luke's heavy breathing. "Are you angry?" Jade couldn't help but ask him as he remain silent for a long time while breathing heavily.

“You deserve to find love and happiness.” Ryan rested his head against her shoulder, melting into her warmth. His heart was beating so hard he wondered if she could hear it - if she knew what it sang. ‘How could I find happiness elsewhere when you’re still my person?’ He held on tighter, burying his face into the crook of her neck. I’d still choose you over death if you chose me too.’ “I guess I’m not the only one living with trauma,” Valery murmured, her voice slicing cleanly through the hush.

He remembered the vulnerability they had both displayed, the passion they had shared, and the genuine moments of connection. The ache in his heart intensified, and Reid was filled with a sense of misery and heartache. The turmoil he experienced wasn't solely due to Bella's deception; it was also dredging up painful memories from his past. He recalled the woman who had used him, manipulated him, and lied about being pregnant with his child. During that chapter of his life, he finds out from the doctors that he is infertile and that he will never be able to father a child. It was a wound that had never fully healed.