To Every You I Loved Before Novel Novels & Stories

“But I feel the absence of it. Like a limb I still try to move.” Lila looked away, blinking hard. “Dominic…” “I need to say this,” he said. “Before everything changes again.” She nodded once. “Then say it.” He took a breath. Let it out slowly. “I loved you,” he said. Not a question. Not a guess. “Before the erasure. Before the lies. I know it as surely as I know my own name.” Her chest ached, sharp and immediate. “You don’t remember me,” she said. “Not really.”

There were no clues whatsoever. And then something occurred to her. “Read it again,” she said. “Slowly.” “‘And find the ones they loved,’” he read, slowly, “‘beside the fourth tip of the cross.’” “Beside,” she said, her eyes lighting up. “What?” he asked. “It says beside the fourth tip of the cross. Not at the fourth tip of the cross. Beside it,” she said. They both suddenly, at the same time, turned and looked at the large, stone building beside them.

It is her giving me this one last sensation before I go. Before my world gets cold, it’s her insane red eyes that I get to see. Before she ripped my heart out, I was thankful I got to say, “I love you —”

I stammered, needing tо hеаr hіm ѕау іt аgаіn. Hе closed hіѕ eyes, thе silence оnсе аgаіn fіllіng the room. Before it bесаmе unbearably unсоmfоrtаblе, he fіnаllу ѕроkе аgаіn. “I’m іn lоvе wіth you, Iz, аnd I can’t fіght іt аnу lоngеr, іt’ѕ killing mе. I lоvе everything about уоu. You’re funny, ѕеxу, ѕmаrt аnd that fіеrу tеmреr of уоurѕ juѕt gеtѕ mе gоіng. I саn’t get уоu оut оf mу hеаd; you соnѕumе mе. You аrе in mу еvеrу wаkіng thought. I’vе nеvеr fеlt thіѕ wау about аnуоnе before.”

“But, how could I do that if you don’t love me and don’t care about me?” She rolled her eyes before wrapping her hands around my neck, straddling me. “I love you, silly! I always love you even before I regain my memories. Before, now and in the future, you will always be the person that I care for and love.” “Wait, wait, you said even before you regain your memory, so you-” I examined her, couldn't complete my sentence. “Yes, I remember every single thing that happened before.” “Seriously? Since when? Why I’m not aware of this?”

Instead, she turned toward the staircase, and I made my way to the front doors. The crisp morning air hit me as I stepped outside. My driver was already waiting, the door open. Sliding into the car, I shut the mansion behind me with a silent thought, family is everything, I would kill for them and the Moretti name but some bonds never heal, no matter how much time passes. And for us, maybe they never would.

He took a third step and continued to repeat, "I love you." Madelyn laughed and said through teary eyes, "You love me? You love me! You never loved me. I was never the one you loved. I did so much for you in my previous life. Did you know what I've done for you in my past life?" Her voice trembled.

“You will have it. I promise you, Milana. I will spend every day of my life proving that you are loved. That our child is loved. That nothing from the past will ever touch us again.” I clutched him tightly, tears soaking his shirt. “I love you,” I whispered. “I love you,” he breathed against my hair. “I loved you before you apologized, before the lies, before anything. I have loved you through everything. And I will love you every day we have.” We stayed like that, in that hospital room filled with the quiet hum of machines and the distant chatter of nurses, wrapped in each other’s arms, letting the world fall away. For the first time in years, I felt truly safe. For the first time in years,

Said the way you said things when you had been carrying them for a long time and had finally arrived at the moment of putting them down and discovering that the putting down was not loss but relief. "I loved you before the contract," she said. "I think I loved you in the library when you looked up from your document and I felt something I couldn't name." She paused. "I loved you through all of it. Even the parts that hurt. Even the parts where loving you was the most inconvenient and dangerous thing I could possibly be doing." Another pause. "I loved you in Philadelphia. Through all five years of it. I just couldn't afford to let it be what it was." I looked at her.

Her fingers traced his face, slow and greedy. "Nolan, forget Hailey. I'm the one who really loves you. If I had your baby... would you stay? Just be mine?" She let out a soft laugh and kissed his forehead.