To Hide Your Love Away Novels & Stories

“Right.” She didn’t sound like she believed him but she rubbed his chest and rested her head on him again. “I love you.” Her hand paused on his chest and she rose on her elbow again to stare at him. A slow smile spreading on her lips. “What was that you said?” “I love you.” She bit her lower lip and hid her face in his neck. “You are such an idiot. You know we both are still in danger, right? You can’t go about spouting nonsense about loving me and…”

“Oh no… I think I forgot to tell him something. But he already said that falling in love was not an option, so I guess that’s the same thing with what I was thinking earlier? I mean, not falling in love means that feelings should and will never get involved because he deemed it so? I think it’s the same thing with a different name for it, yes. So I guess that’s settled now, I just need to do one last thing, I should really get out of here.” Annika thought to herself as she felt like people were still watching her and could hear her every single thought.

They never even got to see me. Meanwhile, I had completely lost hope in love. Hunter still enjoyed setting me up with suitors. Every few days, he would bring a few guys over and make a show of them in front of me. “Wendy, you can’t give up like this. Jacob may have been unreliable, but there are plenty of good men out there. “You just haven’t met enough men. That’s why Jacob was able to fool you so easily. “Come on. Look at the ones I’ve picked for you. What do you think?”

He stared at the wedding gown and spoke in a hoarse voice. “Laura, take it off. That gown doesn’t belong to you.” Laura’s eyes filled with tears. She backed into a corner while clutching the gown. Her voice trembled. “Why? Why can’t I wear it? Sienna’s already gone. Why don't I get to wear her wedding gown and have the marking ceremony with you?” Drew stared at her in shock. “How can you think that way? I’ve only ever loved Sienna. She’s the only one who can be my mate!”

She turned and groaned. “You don't understand. You don't know how difficult it is for me. You know how I feel about you, yet you decide to torment me. You decide to be around me all the time,” she said. “I'm confused. I don't understand what you are trying to hide. Why are you staying away from me and claiming that I know how you feel? Talk to me.” I insisted as she shrugged. “You know I love you, and you know the best way for me to avoid it is by staying away from you.”

“Look, I’m not saying you should start panicking, but you’d be a fool not to question it. Maybe he does care about you in his own way, but caring isn’t the same as loving someone with the kind of depth that demands honesty. And if he really loved you. I mean, if he saw you as someone permanent, someone real, he wouldn’t still be hiding pieces of himself like they’re too dangerous for you to see.” “Lucy,” I called her, demanding she stop talking, but who was I kidding? She wouldn't stop till she was done. She tilted her head, and spared me a mocking smile, “Love doesn’t come with fine print and locked doors. So ask yourself what kind of man claims to love you but still keeps his closet sealed

I told her what I couldn’t say with words this time: I love you. James had told me he could see love pouring out of me, but I had denied it. Now I understand that I had tried to hide what I felt, but it wasn’t true. I loved her. I loved her so much that it felt like a sin to keep it hidden. Because yes, I had tried. After everything we’d been through, after seeing her and Dante grow close again right before my eyes, I convinced myself that I had to let her go. I convinced myself there was no other option. That maybe, for her good or mine, we had to separate and end what had started as a lie to cover up something we had done.

Only he knew how much he was crying inside, how hard it was for him to say those words. "Okay, just five minutes. In the sixth minute, I will close the door on your face, and after that, you will never show me your face again." "I didn't want to do that, and I don't want to hide anything from you. But I was very selfish in your love. People say that there is no need to have that person in your life whom you love; we can take care of them even if we are far away. People kill their desires in true love, only the beloved is visible."

The noble, aloof man feels a tightness in his chest, and after a long time, he gently strokes her hair. Kimberly, through her blurred tears, looks up at him, her voice broken and intermittent, "You're right, a crush is one's own secret, not even needing to be shared with anyone. Who am I to deprive you of the right to love someone?" He loved her in secret, hidden from her view, a love so discreet and careful she never noticed. In some corner of the world, someone quietly loves you, silently protects you, their heart breaking countless times, yet still offering the sincerest love, rejoicing for your happiness, and sorrowing with your sadness.

Only he knew how much he was crying inside, how hard it was for him to say those words. "Okay, just five minutes. In the sixth minute, I will close the door on your face, and after that, you will never show me your face again." "I didn't want to do that, and I don't want to hide anything from you. But I was very selfish in your love. People say that there is no need to have that person in your life whom you love; we can take care of them even if we are far away. People kill their desires in true love, only the beloved is visible."