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he whispered my name and didn't seem to know the answer to my question. I took a deep breath before he looked straight into his eyes and said, “Yes you are right, I have loved you before and it has not gone away, even if I tried to erase from my mind that I wanted you I could not, because fuck shit Six, I love you !!” pour out all my strained hidden emotions and love for her.

Tears were already falling. "I need you to know something, and I need you to believe it, even though I've given you no reason to. I loved you before I ever said a word to you. I loved you through every silence you thought meant I didn't care. I loved you the day you signed our contract, and I loved you the day you signed our divorce, and I will love you in whatever comes after this." "I didn't know," she choked out. "I swear I didn't know, Adrian."

Lucien tensed. Zara turned slowly. And the world cracked open. Good. Let it burn. Because I loved him first. I loved him longer. And I’m not leaving without a fight.

“ * Would everything get easier now? I can't bet on that. Would I be happier now? Hell yeah, I will be. Would Hara ever get hurt again? Not on my watch. This was the beginning of our love story and I intend on writing a beautiful masterpiece. Twenty-eight years of searching finally paid off. I found the one who completes me and makes me wanna be a better man. And I promise to never, ever let go of her. We'll sail the tides of life together, hand in hand, soul to soul, heart to heart. ”I love you, Hara,” I cooed, hoping that would ease her troubled mind. No more abuse for her. It'll be love from here on. Once abused, but always gonna be loved.

Tucker narrowed his eyes at me but broke into a smile afterwards. " I promise to explain" just a little bit. " Good" he nodded and took his wife by the hand as they walked away to address another couple. I stood in my position, watching the way the two hugged or held hands subconsciously, like it was part of them. I wanna be loved that way. I sighed and smiled before turning around but I slammed into someone. " I'm so sorry.. I-" " Iris?" The voice interrupted me I know that voice. I looked to see the face of who I crashed into.

“Love was never on the table.” “Why? Because of that loser Daniel?” she pressed. “Are you really letting that fool dictate your view on love?” I turned my gaze away, “No, of course not,” I said, rising to my feet. “This has nothing to do with Daniel or that I never gave your men a chance. You are actually right they are nice men but I have no heart to offer any man, it stopped beating four years ago” I plainly stated and requested her to change the topic or I was going to leave.

I wouldn't want anything that will make her feel sad. "if that's the case Martins then get ready to choose between your mother and your wife. Harry you know I would choose my mother over anything a million times. I really love my mother .She means the whole world to me and nothing at all , nobody can separate the love we have for each other .. Not even Betty, my mother is the reason I settled down with Betty .she talked me into it all the way. I like Betty and I had something for her but it was because of my mother that everything become very much possible.

The sky was purely dark and she felt that obscurity in her heart. All her memories started running through her brain. Her brothers, friendships and love had all inflicted enormous wounds on her that would be impossible to repair for life. She tried to put the best of herself into every relationship. She didn't understand why she had to go through with all this. She started getting it all figured out. The touch of Jungkun's, the obscurity of his eyes, the coldness of his body. Shivers ran in her back when she realised she'd just married a ghost.

He lift his head up to look around. Philips were down in sprays of blood. He was only a pawn in these people game. He looked back at Sharon. He knew that if she looked as bad as he knew she felt, he'd make sure they all suffered for what they did to her. "I'm sorry." he said softly, his lips next to her ear. His body dumping hormones into bloodstream to allow him to fight despite injuries. Several more shots rang out, "I love you," he said before he threw himself away from her and whirled toward Scott.

Kiva rarely smiled in the early photographs, which was one of the things I had liked about her, the specific quality of someone who did not smile for anyone who had not earned it. She had been beautiful even then. "I loved you first," I said. The words came out differently than I expected, a crack in them I had not authorized. "Before Fabian. Before Damien. Before any of them. I loved you first." I was on my feet without remembering standing. The room made a slight motion around me, the whiskey doing its work. I pressed both hands to the table and looked at the photographs spread across it, all of them, two years of careful documentation.