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She left me for Micah all those years over money, and I was bitter about it. "But when you died and truly disappeared, I realized you were always the one I loved most in this world. I didn't care if you were a fake heiress. What can I do to get back what I lost? "Addy, after everything, I finally understand that my love was for you. I made so many mistakes, and I don't expect your forgiveness. I just wish I could talk to you and our daughter every day." He only hated me because he thought I was just like Micah, who had also taken someone else's rightful place?

They are a trio of desire, lost in the enchantment of the moment, their bodies moving in unison, surrendering to the pleasurable sensations that bind them. In the ethereal darkness of the underwater realm, their love unfolds, a delicate tapestry of sensations and emotions. Finrir becomes a witness and a participant, his senses alive to the passions that surround him. With each touch, each shared breath, they create a symphony of pleasure, united in their pursuit of ecstasy.

The image didn’t finish there as the rising of a full moon came from behind the fox, and it seemed to have looked at Blake with its seductive eyes. Looking at the image, Blake emerged into the image and soon found that his perception of the woman before him was that of a beautiful nude Dynasty, along with himself nude before her. Their motions were fluid as they paired and made love with each other. Their intertwinement was of two old lovers who had been away from each other, with the passion growing ever more vital. The illusion faded as the last spirit stones were depleted, and Dynasty stopped receiving the strong Spirit Qi. Blake came to his senses, knowing they had experienced an illusio

"You'd still fall for lies by other women. You only believe in what you want to see. You refuse to accept the truth. Your distrust of me was the start of our tragedies. "Sean, I'm starting anew. Please leave. I will never forgive you, but I don't hate you." The color drained from his face. "There's no hope between us. Is that right?" "Yes. Never." Sean finally accepted reality. He turned and left in slow, heavy steps, cheeks drenched in a mix of tears and rain. Winnie had no idea where he went, but he looked crestfallen, a shell of his former self. Winnie went into her house and moved the pot of sunflowers indoors. The sunflower was Catherina's favorite flower because, just like Catherina he

I don’t trust the word when people say it to me. His gaze narrowed. ‘Are you saying you love me?’ Lea ran the tip of her tongue over her parchment-dry lips. ‘It wouldn’t matter if I did or not. You don’t love me the way I want to be loved.’ He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. After a moment, he lowered his hand from his face to look at her. ‘No one can love anyone the way they want to be loved. The standard is set too high, fed by romantic fantasies encouraged by popular culture. It’s not real, Lea. What you feel for me is not real, it’s just a fantasy.’

“You’re just a shell, Aria. You’re empty. So you wouldn't understand what love is. What it means and feels to be in love. Loving someone and mating with them are two different things. Which do you think is stronger?” “Love,” Aria scoffed. “Love, Mia, is an illusion. It's not real. It's just something your brain makes up, to fill a space. Sooner or later, you’ll both be tired, and that is when you’ll realize it was never love. That it was never real.”

"How can I be wrong about that? Love? Pfff... It's nowhere near the line that separates reality from fantasies. Love exists on the side where people's fantasies reside. It's merely a construct that tricks us into thinking we have deep feelings for someone or something. But the truth is, it's just our brain manipulating our emotions. I've seen what it does to people. It makes them vulnerable, dependent, and blinds them to reality. It's an illusion, a trick played by our own minds. We convince ourselves that we feel something deep and meaningful, but in the end, it's just a fleeting emotion that fades away." My jaw dropped, leaving me utterly speechless. This man who had me pinned against the

“Oh my god dear. Look at you looking so pretty. I do not want to go but I have to my dear- he said getting emotional. Seeing him my tears are on verge. I know it all fake just to show the world. I just looked at him emotionless. he hugged me and whispered in my ears ,”everything will be ok , if you don’t trust my word trust your love “ he whispered making me confused and frown ,why is he telling me all this and now . a tear rolled down my eyes. If he would have said this three days before I would have believed him but now all my hope is cursed, how to trust my love when he has nothing for me except hate . “Oh no no no don’t cry. Your makeup will get ruined”- he said

"Imagbo Fure. What a beautiful name." "So, I'm guessing you understand the meaning?" I nodded. "Imagbo Fure, Love's Potion." "Amazing right? Because love is already powerful, beautiful and enough, so what lacks from love? This waterfall is greater than love, it surpasses all feelings, it is powerful and beautiful more than love. It inspires love." I looked up at him, he looked content and happy. "Just explaining this fills you with so much excitement.” I told him. I felt happy seeing him so genuinely happy.

Her voice reaching octaves high, contrasting with turmoil of emotions she felt at the moment. "Zahra, no. You're so precious to me. I love you God Dammit! I love you, your beauty is the most alluring thing about you. I love you! I love you!" He said like a maniac struggling against the ropes as if trying to get her. "Beauty? So that was the standard of your love? You fell for my beauty? But I thought you fell for my heart. Your love is fake. This is not love. This is obsession, pure obsession. You don't love me."