The Day We Fell In Love Mga Nobela at Kwento

Her hand rubbed at her nape and she refused to meet Hana's eye, who didn't say anything for a few seconds. "You mean she likes a guy?" "Yeah." "Oh, unnie." Hana wrapped her arms around Cho-ae and hugged her really really tightly. "Not so tight now, I'm not going anywhere. Well, I guess I am going back to the dorm. It's what I told Young-mi." She sniffled and then stared at the night sky. "Whatever. Let's forget I said anything." Maybe that way, she'd just forget about it all—how this absurd infatuation made her prepared to jump off a ledge if Young-mi asked, how the stars seemed to spell out her name, how completely wrapped she was around her finger.

As I moved to chase after them, Luke held my hand firmly. "Luke?" I turned to him. "My biggest regret was not stopping your wedding. If I had known how much you would suffer, I would've told you how I felt back then, no matter what. Aster, I've loved you since high school. I've carried you in my heart for fifteen years…" The sky was a brilliant blue as I squeezed Luke's hand tightly in return. (The End)

She quickly whipped out her phone, but all the tickets were sold out until next week. The turnstile stood in my way like an impassable barrier. Something called exhaustion seeped into my heart. I stood here, separated from them by the barrier like an afterthought. "Let's break up, Zoe," I said. Zoe jerked her head up. "You're breaking up just because I forgot to get you a ticket?" "Yeah." I pulled my suitcase and left the station alone. The sabotaged pen story could stay hidden for a while longer. I'd love to see the look on their faces when the results were out.

"We're just us. Boring. Uncertain. Maybe not enough." Grayson was quiet. The song continued, other couples around them, the ordinary extraordinary in its persistence. "Then we're just us," he said finally. "Boring. Uncertain. Maybe not enough." He kissed her forehead, brief, barely, the promise that didn't need witness. "But I'm still falling. Tomorrow. The next day. However long it takes to land." "And if there's no landing? If it's just—" She stopped, the fear surfacing. "If it's just falling forever? If that's what love is, what my mother did, what I swore I'd never—"

“ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ғᴀʟʟ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ

There was something about the way he was looking at her, the way he was singing these words directly to her, that made her feel like they were the only two people in the entire world. “And darling I will be loving you 'till we're 70 / And baby my heart could still fall as hard at 23/ And I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways / Maybe just the touch of a hand / Oh me I fall in love with you every single day / And I just wanna tell you I am / So honey now / Take me into your loving arms / Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars / Place your head on my beating heart / I'm thinking out loud”

she mimicked my tone. "The day you will fall in love. You wouldn't even know when you started blushing," I spoke. And then, she kept on staring at me for a while. NANDINI "The day you will fall in love. You wouldn't even know when you started blushing." The moment he said that I kept on staring at him in surprise. The day I will fall in love? Am I even capable of loving someone? Is this even possible? I don't think so. I have never been made like that. But then, why did this statement affect me so much?