The One Thing You Can't Replace Novels & Stories

This can't be happening. ****

"Aria. Talk to me." "About what?" "About whatever's bothering you. About the gallery. About the security measures. About anything." His voice had an edge now. Frustration breaking through. "I can't fix problems I don't know about." I met his eyes. "Some problems can't be fixed." "That's not true." "It is true. Some things, once they're broken, stay broken." I picked up my wine. Didn't drink it. Just held it. "You can adjust schedules and install new security systems and arrange alternative opportunities. But you can't fix what's already gone."

He states that " He will not be able to replace V2 but it might be fun." Please come back soon V2. ------------------------------------------------------------------------

There is no substitute in life for happiness. . -the end - . c.m. louden

Something that can’t be broken. Something that’s ours.

You can burn bone. But you can’t burn love.

It can’t be possible. I can’t have two mates.

Silence again. Then she asked quietly, “If something happened to me… you really think you’d fall apart?” “Yes.” “And Mateo?” His expression shifted. “I’d stay functional for him.” “But?” “But I wouldn’t be the same.” She cupped his face again. “Then don’t talk like I’m already gone.” He closed his eyes briefly. “I’m not used to having something I can’t replace.” “I’m not replaceable,” she said lightly. “I know.” “And neither are you.”

Stripped of the control he usually keeps in place. “You are the only thing I can’t replace.”

The thing I’ve been trying so hard to ignore: We’re being replaced. It feels like everything that's ours is slowly being taken. But I can’t fix this.