Summary Of If He Had Been With Me Mga Nobela at Kwento

He looked seemingly amused by my worry. “I know I know but I just want you to imagine me I hadn’t bumped into you that day and spilled coffee on you, I wouldn’t have met you. We wouldn’t be where we are now. I would not have ever known you, I wouldn’t have discovered my family. I would have continued to live in the dark for the rest of my life” I uttered, still looking at him. “Well that would have been bad but can you just let it go and stop being super worried over nothing? We are together now and everything is right in place” Dante engulfed me in a warm hug and I willingly reciprocated.

He lacks romance, and I couldn't help but wonder if this is the same man I'm to be with for my entire life. “I know that this might sound weird to you, but I love you. I have been thinking of you lately, and I don't know what's happening to me. I can't get the image of you out of my head. I won't force my love on you; you can be with whoever you want,” he said sadly, turning to leave the room. His face was filled with sadness, and I felt my heart flutter. I couldn't believe that he would someday say this to me. I had thought that I could not be with my mate, but it all seems wrong. I was surprised to see that the plan Samuel gave me worked. I had always thought that the plan would not work,

It was a rare quality that drew me closer to him, despite my initial hesitations. He reached out his hand, offering it to me in a gesture of friendship. His palm was warm and inviting, urging me to take a leap of faith and trust him. Hesitant but curious, I cautiously placed my hand in his, feeling an instant connection between us. A profound sense of conviction welled up within me, leaving no room for doubt: this captivating individual was destined to be in my life. I firmly believed that fate had orchestrated our meeting, and no one could sway me from this belief... He was my mate.

He said, using his finger to tilt my chin up so I'd focus on him. He was right. I had met him in this world, it was so unexpected. Ever since then, he had been my strength and fuel to keep going forward when I thought I had no more energy. If not for his influence, I wouldn't have gotten this far. And fate had given him to me. It has been years since we've been together, I had willingly given myself to him without thinking twice the day he claimed me. When I was with him, I could only feel the need to have him more and more.

I watch him straighten, as if the information hasn't properly registered. "Did they hurt you?" His gaze roves over my exposed skin, checking for anywhere I may be favouring. "No, I'm fine. He wanted to take me with him, but he got interrupted," I explain, shuddering at the thought. What would have happened had I succumbed to the mate bond and went with him? I haven't been able to stop thinking about it... Which is why, tonight, I have plans to sneak out and meet this strange mate of mine.

I inform him. "Cool." He leans back on the couch. He looks much sane compared to the first day he came here. I'd do anything for him and I am sure he would too, for me. He's the only one I've got since Olivia backed out on us. "Wait," I say as I ponder for a few seconds, my glass of pineapple juice midway to my mouth. "What?" Vic asks without looking at me. "Olivia," I utter as I place the glass on the table and cross my legs on top of each other.

I knew that if I had been truthful to her then I would have been with her. I wasn't content with Carla being here with me. I wasn't happy at all that I'm nowhere close to my mate. I feel remorseful for what I had done but the deed had been done already and there is no going back. I have been trying to move on with my life but I couldn't.

If he had gone back because of me… if missing that event had consequences bigger than I understood… if Vanessa was right about his father… I looked up at her, throat tight. “What if something happened?”

" If you can't claim me, then forget about it. We won't be able to see eye to eye. " I said it loud and clear. I started to like him a lot, but nothing positive will come from us being together if he doesn't let go of the past. He must comprehend the importance of mutual trust. I appreciate his predicament, but I was in the worst circumstances imaginable and managed to pull it off. If he made me return to where I am because he is my mate, I would cheerfully let him go.

“Thank you for being honest with me.” I reach for the door handle, already knowing that this was where we parted ways. He reaches out and gently touches my shoulder, “You really want to leave all that behind?” I nod my head. “It’s been the worst year and a half of my life.” He studies me for a moment. “Come with me?” “You barely know me.” “I don’t care. Come with me. We were thrown into each other's paths for a reason. Come with me and start over.”