The Love Of My Life นิยาย & เรื่องราว

With Love, The Cloud.

I love you Your Jenny"

Don't ever bother me again. I didn't want to say anything more, so I turned and left. Behind me came Francis' desperate and urgent question. "Yvette, do you still love me?" I answered loudly without hesitation, "In this life, I have never loved you. I only love my husband and my daughter." He once said not to be too caught up in the past. While I had already let go of it, he seemed to be having trouble doing the same.

Love Love ~...............................~

“I promise to love you, to honor you, and to cherish you, every day of our lives. I promise to stand by your side, through joy and sorrow, through triumphs and challenges. I vow to be your partner in all things, to share in your dreams, and to support you in your goals. I give you my heart, my soul, and my life, knowing that together, we can face anything that comes our way.” She paused for a moment, taking a deep breath as she looked into Ethan’s eyes, seeing the love and devotion reflected there. “You are my first love, my true love, and my forever love. I am so grateful to have found my way back to you, and I know that together, we will build a life full of love, laughter, and joy. I love

George had also died a while ago. This letter went through multiple hands before it reached mine. It was the last thing he owned. 'If we are reborn, may we never be a couple again.' I thought the same.

I said, closing her with the duvet. Just when she laid her head down she was out like a light. Smiling down at my best friend, I turned around walking out her room, closing the door behind me. Liyana and Neveah are all that I have in my life. I don't have any blood relatives, they are my family now.

I whimpered, pressing my hips into his, needing friction. "Oh, how I love you, Annabelle Bliss," he whispered against my mouth. "I love you too," I whispered back. "I love you. I love you. I love you." His smile was soft, his eyes shining with a forgiveness that undid me, as if nothing I had done in the past mattered now, only the love reflected there. Oh, my Patrick. My beautiful, gray-eyed, tattooed Patrick. "I love you," I breathed. "I'm in love with you, Patrick Young."

When he saw that I was completely unharmed, he actually managed a smile of relief. "Estelle… I'm giving my life to make it up to you… Can you stop hating me now?"

I leaned closer, my lips brushing against his forehead, placing a gentle kiss, an offering of unwavering love. "My love," I whispered into the quiet room. "No matter who your mother is, I would choose to fall in love with you over and over again. Your existence, your soul, transcends biology. You are the person who has captured my heart, the one who has filled my life with joy and purpose."