The Loved One Novelas e Histórias

and playfully added, “Say, 'I love you more,' cool.” With a smile, I teased back, “I love you more, cool,” and in that simple exchange, a spark of warmth ignited between us, a promise that love could be a beacon in our journey through grief. The strength of our connection became the anchor that would guide us through the storm, and in those moments, I found solace in the love we shared, a love that could withstand even the darkest of times.

For another man. Her father may not be the bestest husband in the planet, but she knew that her father loved her mother dearly. Na kahit pa sa huling hininga nito ay hinahanap-hanap pa rin nito ang ina niya. She had asked her father how and why he still loved her mother that way. His answer baffled her. He said it was because he promised to love her mother until the day he dies. She honestly thought it was bullshit. How can you love someone who was unfaithful to you? Worse, how can you love someone who was not in love with you? "It's happening in a month. And I want you to walk me down the aisle," patuloy nito habang patuloy na nakatuon ang atensiyon nito sa pagkain nito.

"And give you this..as the token of my love.You are the rightful owner of this image of yours. “ Missing someone gets easier everyday because even though you are one day further from the last time you saw them, you are one day closer to the next time you will.” ********************************************** ~~Shrinkhla Singh😃😃😃

But I can't blame anyone right now. "She's dead." The nurse adds. _________ SFTC: I Love You - Alex & Sierra

Asked a student. Turning to the class, I couldn't help but notice William's eyes seemed far away, as if he was thinking back to that time. "It has been told to us in many different stories. Some say that his love was beside herself with the tragedy of the Lord's passing. Another says it was stolen and sold for a high price. The real reason is still unknown to us, and I feel we will sadly never know."

she said placidly. Damon was stung. He looked down and started to weep, "I just want you to know I regret what I did, okay? I know I'd done a lot of wrong, so I'm atoning. I just don't want to lose you anymore!" "So? What are you trying to prove by letting yourself go like this? That this is what your love could make you do? That you're so uncontrollably remorseful now?" He looked up at her gaze with pain in his eyes. "I just want you to know that it's not like I don't care about you!" he said hoarsely, determined. "In fact, the one I treasure the most is you."

her voice broke, so she took another deep breath and pressed on. “Told me you were hurt. And the thought of losing you was like the world ending all around me. I love you, Jordan Baker. I didn’t realize it until last night, but I love you, and I will make sure every single day you know how much.” His eyes went wide. “You do?” She nodded, and the tears that flowed this time were happy ones. “I really do. With all my heart.”

Because no matter how much you love each other, you will never be together if you are fated to be apart. My first love, Liam Thorne... I am so glad that he is someone I love. I am happy because I got the chance to know him. He would always become that person I cherish a lot. The person I always love. The person I am always grateful for. But my love towards him isn't a love that I give to a lover; I love him as my friend. And from now on, I will love him as my brother. And I know I can't bid my first love a farewell, because he will always become a special person in my heart. --Book One - The End--

Fate removes the wrong people from our lives so we have the space to hold the ones who truly love us unconditionally. In this final haven, beneath the quiet New York sky, I finally knew what it meant to be loved. [THE END]

Once again, Theodore Shaw was glued to his phone. Without thinking, he popped a whole grape into our six-month-old son's mouth. The next second, our baby's face turned bright red as he choked, his tiny arms and legs flailing frantically. Theodore did not even look up from his phone. His apology was careless and dismissive. "Sorry. I wasn't paying attention." Ever since his first love had added him back as a contact, those words had become his favorite refrain. Panicking, I patted our son's back over and over, tears streaming down my face. At last, he managed to cough up the grape. Theodore glanced at the resentment on my face, then returned his attention to the screen. "I have to get Vivi ti