We Best Love Season 3 Novels & Stories

I came back to the day Luke stood in front of the entire school with gold roses to make his public love confession. In my last life, I had been right here, heart pounding, waiting for him to reach me. But just when he was one step away from me, he suddenly turned around and handed the roses to my best friend, Sarah Cole, who was standing behind me. I never forgot that moment. The love in Luke's eyes that once belonged to me vanished in an instant, only to reignite when he turned toward Sarah. I later learned that Sarah had an app on her phone that could steal love.

he asked, with a hint of desperation. “No, I'm serious here. Do you really love me as you say you do?” I questioned, my heart pounding hard against my chest. “C'mon babe, you have no reason to doubt my undying love for you. I know I have been a horrible person in the past, but now I'm here to right all those wrongs. I would never leave you for anyone else, I promise,” Liam's words pierced deep into my heart. I've never felt so genuinely loved, so much cherished and spoiled. I felt the sincerity in words; a promise that would never be broken.

Michelle’s POV Three Years Later It was around 4:30 p.m. I was rounding up for the day at my new company when my phone beeped. I’m outside — Leo. I smiled at the screen, grabbed my bag, and waved everyone goodnight. There he was, waiting for me, looking effortlessly handsome, his soft brown eyes found me quickly as he leaned casually against his black Benz. “I’ve missed you,” he said as I got close. He wrapped his arms gently around my waist and we kissed

Matthew It wasn’t every day that I got a chance to surprise my best friend, especially since our jobs had basically kept us in different countries ever since college. We’d gotten together every chance we could, but for the past decade it had been a once-per-year affair. And now that he was about to get married and start a family, that number would likely be reduced. Wearing my driver’s hat and standing in the baggage area of Hilton Head Island Airport, I felt a pang of anticipated loneliness at the thought. Scott getting married shouldn’t have bothered me as much as it did.

The trio formed an assembly line - Mia at one sink, armed with soapy water and a scrub brush, Tanner beside her to do the rinsing, and Blake at the end, dishtowel in hand and ready to go. "So when do you have to go back?" Tanner asked Blake as he passed him another plate to dry and put away. "My flight leaves early Wednesday morning," Blake replied. Mia's face scrunched at that announcement. "Man. It sucks that you can't extend it out, to make up for the days we missed," she pouted. "But I know you don't have a choice." "I know, Mama Mia. Me too. And none of us could stop that weather coming through. To be honest, I'm just happy I got to come home at all this year."