Sigh Synonym

My suitcase, filled with precious and expensive birthday gifts, was mistakenly claimed by another person at the airport. When I opened the one left behind, I found it packed with men’s clothes instead of my belongings. Determined to retrieve what was rightfully mine, I went on a frantic search for the man who had taken my suitcase. When I finally confronted him and politely asked for an exchange, he responded with the gentlest of tones: “Oh, I opened it and realized I’d made a mistake—it’s all women’s items.” I breathed a sigh of relief, ready to thank him and express my gratitude. Then he added casually, “I couldn’t use any of those things, so I sorted them out and gave them to my girlfriend. You’re welcome.” My jaw dropped. I could barely muster a response as I muttered under my breath, “What the hell?”

The train arrived with a screech of metal on metal, and subconsciously I boarded and found a seat and gazed out the window as if somehow, the tunnel walls rushing by was the only thing that could grant my wish. "I wish you could see me," I whispered the deep words, picturing his face as I spoke. "Like really see me. I wish you could love me just the way I love you." Closing my eyes, I began to feel the weight of the unshed tears behind my eyelids. But just before I brushed them off I murmured again. "Just once, I want to know what it would be like if you truly loved me back." With a final sigh, I wiped the tears fighting to breakfree. Little did I know, some wishes come at a terrible price. When Asher Smith's boyfriend, supermodel Xander Fauler, wakes from a car accident with amnesia, their cold relationship transforms into something passionaate and real. For six blissful months, Asher experiences the love he always craved—until Xander's memories return, along with his icy demeanor. What was once six month's of undeniable love and pleasure just as he had always wanted, slowly turned into a nightmare that he had dreaded so much for the longest time. Amidst the uncertainty of his spot in his love life, Asher began to notice some odd changes in Xander, making him question if their relationship was ever real. As he tries to get a grip of his love life he uncovers a dangerous obsession lurking in Xander's inner circle and a traumatic secret from his past, putting him no way further from his recent doubt, now Asher must decide: walk away from heartbreak or fight for a love trapped beneath scars?

Amanda never thought she'd find herself in this position in a million years, being spoilt and getting everything was her thing and now there's one thing she can't get... that boy, the boy isn't hers and he is Inlove with another, all those years keeping herself pure in hopes for him to be the one who takes it was all for nothing and now she has to go all the way to get him on her bed now, but now she has to betray her best friend... sighs She sits down across Nathan and Sabrina,her best friend on her side is her Matteo her brother, Matteo has grown so much over the years she thinks to herself there's good conversation and she cannot focus, she keeps on gazing back to Nathan who seems oblivious on what's happening, she sighs and excuses herself to the bathroom as soon as she sits on the toilet she lets out a huge sigh and stands up to look at herself on the mirror at her bright hazel eyes and very blonde hair and pouted lips, Amanda: "I just don't understand what she has that I don't have" she rolls her eyes and proceeds to wash her hands mumbling to herself Her:"I guess I'll have to come up with something, I didn't dodge so many boys for him to reject me and marry my fuvken best friend!" she Huffs and walks out bumping into a hard chest, she looks up quickly losing her balance at the same time, her breath gets caught up in her throat and her eyes widen as she looks up at those amazingly brown eyes Amanda:"Nathan"...

I married a stranger to save my future. I didn’t know he’d already claimed my body, my secrets… and my past. Nova Camille Lawson signs a one-year marriage contract with a man she’s never met—cold, binding, and laced with desperation. It’s supposed to be business. No intimacy. No questions. Damian Drăghici doesn’t follow rules. He writes them. Tall, ruthless, and obscenely wealthy, Damian is a man of control and obsession. He knows Nova’s every curve, every sigh, every soft moan she’s ever made alone in her room… because he’s been watching her for years. Now, she’s in his mansion. His bed. His world. And the lines between protection and possession blur fast. As desire turns dangerous, Nova realizes she may not be surviving this marriage. She may be surrendering to it.