Sentimental Novels & Stories

Reece say walking towards me, I roll my eyes almost walking away but he pulls me back as I hit his chest then he whisper in my ear “I am sorry Camilla, what do you want me to do to prove how sorry I am?” “Leave me alone” I struggle as he lets me go “Please hear me out. I was in a very bad mood and I vented it out on you, which was very wrong of me.” “I forgive you, but if you ever try what you did last time. I swear it won’t be easy convincing me to forgive you.” I tell him as his face brightens up in delight. “Thank you. You look beautiful in the necklace.” He compliments as my face turns to the color of a beetroot, I face down touching the necklace.

She sat beside me on the couch. "How are you?" "I am fine." I replied, showing her a half smile. I was sure that she had seen the light stain of my tears on my red cheeks. "You have every right to shed tears as much as you want, as long as you want. But remember my child, once you are done, you won't shed a single tear for the same reason. Once it's over means it's over." Melissa spoke with a determined voice. I looked at her. She is not like my mother. She is a simple Donna who doesn't even involve herself in any kind of violence. I got a motherly feeling towards her. After all, she is my aunt.

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I knocked on her door but I got no response so I knocked again yet no response "I'm coming in " saying I opened the door slightly and there she was sleeping like an angel sent from above, she looked so peaceful while she was a sleep and buried against the soft pillows,i found squatting in front of her bed as I removed a strand of hair causing to block her beautiful face and gave a kiss on her forehead "You're safe with me bambina" I whispered as lightly as possible * Translations * tesoro - sweetheart/ treasure Bambina - baby

"May his soul rest in perfect peace," the Reverend father said, his solemn words echoing through the cemetery. Tears welled up in my eyes as I slowly poured the sand over my father's casket. "Take it easy, don't cry, okay?" Brenda's voice broke through my sorrow as she gently patted my shoulder. Despite her efforts to console me, the tears flowed freely, unstoppable in their descent. "The only man left for me was strangled to death. I was in so much pain. After the incident, they still went ahead and killed him," I confided, my voice heavy with grief and anger.

I swore someone asked if he kept the receipt. Once we sat down, Triston gripped my thigh, leaning into my ear. "Careful with our words. You and I are madly in love," he whispered. I gritted my teeth, responding, "I know." I retorted, “Your family is kind as always.” He was close to my face, and I could smell his cologne. Musky yet so clean,

Sage bit her tongue if she can answer him she will only dig her own grave. "This is the last gift I'm accepting.Don't send anymore." "I thought you women love it when a man spoils and buy you gifts." "Not this woman."She said."I'm more of a sentimental kind of woman,only what cannot be bought is more my thing.Material stuff come and go Mr Romero now if you done sending gifts may I go and enjoy my bath." "Of course.Call me if you need anyone to wash your back." "That won't happen."She heard him chuckle and so badly wanted to strangle him.Kim's gaze ran up and down her length when she joined her again,Sage set the box on the table.

Alison smiled as Sam tried to mutter sentiment, Alison has always loved the eagerness to learn in her daughter. "It is called sentimental, it means it holds more mushy feelings to whatever we have. You know love, these lockets hold you very close to my heart so that mommy won't miss her baby too much." "Sam also has mommy photograph in her locket too. It means that Sam would always love you and won't cry too much when you travel because you are here in my heart." "Aww, that sweet Samantha, now tell me is that the only reason you won't miss mommy."

How could she come to terms with that? “It’s okay, don’t cry,” Alex murmured softly, rubbing her shoulder in comfort. She clung to him, letting her tears flow freely in his embrace. Though Alex was naturally a jealous type, seeing Revilla so heartbroken made his own feelings take a backseat. Revilla had been blind to his affections, choosing to stay with someone who had ultimately let her down. By being with a "stone," she had lost a "gem."