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I argued. “That’s what makes it exciting, plus it’s not real,” he replied. "It doesn't matter! For the purpose of the movie, it is very much real." Adriano sighed, clearly frustrated with me. “I’m still not watching a chick movie.” “A rom-com is not a chick movie. It’s just laid back and relaxed compared to what you want to subject me to,” I replied. “It’s just a bunch of people acting silly because they’re in love and laughing about it,” he said.

Isn’t this easier? “Ah… what type of romance?” she asked. He adjusted on the chair facing her somewhat. He was now staring at her properly. OMG! All his attention on her now. No… she was just flattering herself. * “any type of romance.” he said. Isn’t that question weird? He thought. “what do you mean any type. Including oldies romance?” “gross, do I look desperate?” he scoffed. She laughed and hit his shoulder lightly still laughing. What is funny again?

Final] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ THEME: HAPPINESS & JUBILATION 💕 unknown pov💕 .. .. It’s been two years since the coming together of the Demon and vampire clan but Damien and Alisha decided to slow down in getting married.

The ring in my finger is a symbol, and so is our names on each other's HarmonyMatch app. And so, I decided let things go. I looked at him and said: "Christopher Caelum Asher Renault-Lee," he looked at me, puzzled. "Your Highness. There is no hiding." I took a deep breath. "I'm in love you, too," I said. And there was silence. He just looked at me, face unreadable except for what seemed like shock. "Um…hello?" I asked, waving my hands before his face. "Hey, are you o–" And just like that, I found myself kissing the prince.

he compliment A waitress walk us to a particular place and I guess he made a reservation for us and the waitress won't stop saying Mr and Mrs. Justin. Like seriously we aren't married and isn't it obvious we are still college student and it even a college romance. He is really sweet he even helped with the chair and I sit before he went to sit opposite me. The waitress from the entrance walk up to us. "What should I offer you ma'am"I gaze at Jeremy. "You can order anything" he gestured.

My brows narrowed in confusion after listening to his words. “What do you mean?” “I mean that you’re seriously busy in the extra class of romance with me.” He spoke, yanking me to him by snaking his arm around my waist. “You’re crazy, Jonathan.” I slightly hit his chest, and we both laughed. ‘I love the way how easily he changed my mood and made me laugh. I just love him so much.’ I wondered and lost myself in his soothing laughter. “I love you.” He wrapped me in his warm arms and kissed my forehead.

"What????" * * "Oh my! Bethel, so this is for real? You're really getting married to Ryan?" she asked in bemusement after listening to the whole shit. "Yeah" i mouthed. "But...come to think of it; isn't it great news? I mean, you're getting married to Mr popular" "Oh, Nicole, please. I don't even know a thing about this guy aside the fact that he's rude and a flirt and you expect me to be happy?"

It forced him to be late to join Velia in bed. Lucas walked slowly, not wanting to make any sound that could disturb her sleep. You look tired. Lucas took his place on the side of the bed. He gazed at Velia's peaceful face and stroked her hair. Tired? That one word managed to bring a faint smile to Lucas's face. He remembered the romance in his office earlier that day. How enjoyable it was. How passionate. It would surely be one of the love affairs Lucas would enjoy. And perhaps Velia felt the same way.

But he didn't dared to face Toma because he doesn't want to be made fun of with his expression. "Ahhh so you really want to get rid of me, huh? I guess no one's gonna love me anymore." Toma said, looking heartbroken with his sad reality. "Just get a fucking girlfriend. Don't make your life too complicated." Noru adviced. "Pfff HAHAHAHAHA!" "W-What the, the fuck are you laughing about!?" Toma wipes the tears from laughing too hard. "Oh nothing. It's just… if it was only easy to do what you just said."

“I didn’t come here to watch a movie.” Ryan chuckled, nudging my knee with his. “Come on, sweetheart. If we’re getting married soon, we should bond.” I tensed at his words. We, getting married. No. I had already told him—I wasn’t going to let this happen. I inhaled deeply, forcing myself to remain still as he scrolled through the options. “Ah,” he said suddenly. “This looks good.” A romantic comedy. Of course. Ryan pressed play, resting his arm across the back of the couch. His fingers brushed against my shoulder, and I fought the urge to move away.