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Did he truly love her as he once loved me? Deangelo hesitated, his gaze fixed on the ground. I immediately regretted crossing that line, feeling a pang of guilt for prying into his personal life. But to my surprise, he spoke, his voice tinged with a mix of sadness and determination. "I love Sofia," he confessed, his words hitting me like a heavy blow. "I love her with all my heart, and I can't wait to make her my wife."

Antonio replied. "Dolores" Antonio called out. "Dile mi esposa para darse prisa" said Antonio. "esta bien señor" replied Dolores. "She's going to get her" Antonio said. "She doesn't speak English actually, but understands a little a English, to save her the trouble we mostly converse with her in Spanish" explained Antonio. ____________ _____________ A knock on Olivia's door,"yes come in" said Olivia. "Mi hija, it's me Dolores"

I confirmed while asking him back in the process. _________________________ I Love You, Mi Amor* was the author’s own song composition on February 10, 2018, 5:00 to 5:20 PM. Mi Amor is a Spanish term for ‘My Love.’ Songs are copyrighted, so the author used to compose all songs in her novels. You could listen to its few lines on her F******k page here: https://www.f******k.com/NihcRonoel. Do not forget to click the ‘Like’ icon so you will be prompted on her latest updates.

I was blinded by my anger. Then I remember our dinner last night, he let his guard down for me, he was sweet and caring, we talk and laugh. Suddenly I remember the blood on the bedsheet, shiitt... he was a virgin and I took his virginity last night, and I can't control myself and took him again and again until he passed out, but he let me touch him. I remember he said that he love me. And it came to me the flashes of our memories last night, how I held him, how I kissed him, how I make love to him, and saying I love him too. Who would not love him, he was so innocent and pure and because of his attitude and personality I guess I fell in love with him. Oh, how can he love a horrible person li

"Let's make a deal. If you stop calling me Miss Willow and Janice instead, then I'll stop calling you Steven." "You've only called Steven twice." he shakes his head with a smirk. "But okay. Deal Janice." I put my phone in my school bag and zip my bag closed. "You're easier to tame than I thought." I comment and he doesn't say anything. "You're a different student, Janice." he tells me after a minute has passed and I chuckle at him. * Troy's POV I walk out of Spanish class,my last class for the day and immediately start to regret selecting Spanish over Computer science. I just thought it'd be fun to do something other than English and maybe take a break from technology knowledge.

That she was just tricked by the Yamato's team. Well, though the truth transpired it was too late now, Clench never regretted to be with her in death. Well, it seems that it was already written on the book of life, where the love story they once built and was broken into pieces, reconnected again, between the tragic of Love and Death.

he spoke, lightly tapping on her tear stained cheeks. “You don't want to believe that your love has deceived you,” he grinned, turning more barbaric. His choice of words ached her soul. He was confessing such brutal things to her with no shame or guilt. He was not looking guilty to confess that he had broken her soul with his betrayal and it hurt her beyond her endurance. “Then ask yourself whether Armando Zelvasco has deceived Flora Alfanso by showing himself as Easton Marzel in front of her or……she paused and thrusted her face closer to his. She gazed into his light cerulean orbs with nothing but pain and pain.

The confession hung between us, heavy and sharp. “I love you,” I said quietly. “I am just human. I get angry and do the wrong things, but I really do love you, Ayala”. She looked away. That was the worst part. Not her rejection. Her indifference. The next week, I tried to fix it. I booked a weekend trip. Italy. Lake Como. Something romantic. Something private. She refused. Said she had work. I knew she didn’t. And that night, I cheated again. Worse this time. Because this time, I wasn’t drunk. I wasn’t angry.

who is doing these all and what's all these I'm in my thoughts someone given another rose with another flower "Te quiero - I love you in Spanish the day I met you I found my missing piece you complete me and make me a better person I love you with all my heart and all my soul" I'm standing in confusion this time a puppy bought the flower and note I taken it from its mouth "Anh yêu em - I love you in vietnamese sometimes you fall in love with the most unexpected person at the most unexpected time" one girl it's none other than that devil's group member she given flower and note now I understood who is doing all these