Novel & Cerita To Every You I Loved Before Novel

"I can tell by the way you said my name." "I am going to say something I should have said a year ago," I said. "In this clearing. Instead of what I said." She was quiet and I felt her waiting and I said, "I have loved you since before I understood what loving someone actually meant. Since before the bond. Since before the ceremony. Since the burial and the outer path and every version of you I have known since we were children. I loved you when I made the worst decision of my life and I loved you when I was telling myself I was making it for the right reasons and I have loved you every single day since and I am standing in this clearing telling you that because you deserve to hear it said pl

Just our vows, spoken under the soft whisper of the breeze and the faint scent of lilacs blooming nearby. Jesse took my hands in his, his thumb brushing over my knuckles. "Bella," he said, voice rough with emotion, "I loved you before I even understood what love was. I love you still—even after everything the world threw at us. And I’ll keep loving you, every day, until my last breath." My throat tightened painfully. Tears slid silently down my cheeks. Not from sadness. From overwhelming, blinding happiness. I squeezed his hands, blinking through the tears.

Of course, I was the first at the front, right before the grave while everyone gathered behind and the pack members circled around us. “Goodbye, Hazel. I hope you can hear me and if you can't, it's of no use but if you can, I'm just asking you why you did this to me. Why did you choose to do this? This is worse than the mental torment. What have I done wrong this time to deserve this? Is it loving you too much? Is loving you what I did wrong? But you know I can't help it. We are destined to be together and….and… I also want you to know that I love you too. Maybe if you take longer, I won't wait to fulfill my destiny. I'll come join you over there. I'll do anything just to be by your side. I

Nobody ever really changes. I pressed my palm against the shelf to steady myself. Heat climbed into my cheeks, but I swallowed it down. They weren’t wrong, not entirely. But they didn’t know the whole picture either. They didn’t know the gentle hands, the softness, the kind of love that felt like it was the most perfect thing in the world. I placed the last book gently in its place, squared my shoulders, and walked past their table without looking at them. Because the truth was, I could love him forever and still not go back... both things could be true.

The love that nearly destroyed us, the love I al most gave up on. But it brought us here, to this moment. Now, I am his. And he is mine. Not in secret but in front of everyone. THE END

I LOVE YOU, MY PRETTY BOY, ALWAYS AND FOREVER. That thought echoed in Isla’s mind, a profound realization that felt as though it had been building for years, waiting for this moment to finally emerge. She knew deep down that, eventually, she would find the right time to tell Vincent just how deeply she felt—how, despite everything they had gone through, her love for him had never wavered. She had always known that he was the one for her, and now, with him standing before her, with their love rekindled in such a raw, undeniable way, the words would come soon. She couldn’t hold onto them forever, not when the depth of her feelings was so vast. But for now, she let the moment linger, savoring t

Even if that person isn't me. The last page. The handwriting was neat, as if written after a long time of thought. Thea, if you ever read this, I want you to know that I never regretted loving you. Even with our painful ending, even after I hurt you so deeply, I don't regret it. Because you gave me the best memories of my life.

“You didn’t choose me.” Roman closed his eyes, pain slicing through him. “Ellie…” “NO,” she snapped. “You don’t get to ‘Ellie’ me right now.” He swallowed. “Okay.” “I loved you,” she said, voice breaking. “I loved you before the bond. Before everything. I loved you when we were kids. I loved you when you stopped talking to me. I loved you when you pretended I didn’t exist.” Roman’s breath caught. “Ellie—”

I reached for his hand. “You don’t get to decide what I believe about you.” He squeezed my fingers. “I love you.” The words came quietly. Not dramatically. Not like a declaration. Like a confession he’d been carrying for years. My breath caught. “I know.” He shook his head. “No. You don’t.” His eyes filled with tears. “I loved you before I understood what love was.” I couldn’t move. “I loved the girl who held my hand in that laboratory.” He swallowed. “I loved the woman who hated me.”

She chuckled yet a sadness returned to her eyes; her face is like a picture book, no words needed. After arriving at the port in Split, we had a short drive to my favorite spot Dvor. I had only ever thought of bringing Beth here until now. The conversation flowed easily, but I couldn’t shake the sadness that escaped her earlier. “Henry thank you for bringing me here, this is probably the best dinner I’ve ever had. Do you have anything planned for after?” The nope in her voice that I’d say no.