We Were Meant For So Much More 소설 & 이야기

I tilted my head as I continued. "I love you, you know that, I know that, I love you so so so much, but I'd be lying to myself if I kept saying I wanted to fix this, there is no fixing this. We have been all that we were meant to be, and God I've wanted to say these words for so long and I never had the courage, I tried so hard to give in and just be happy these past few days."

And this is the kind of world I dream of The kind of world I dream of The kind of world I dream of every night And this is the kind of world I hope for The kind of world I want more The kind of world I where everything’s all right At the first glance at you, I thought we were going to have an ever after, But I was just kidding myself because we weren't meant to. You heart belonged to another, When I thought I finally hard you, You pushed me away No more hurt,no more tears,no more heart break 'cus'

If they’d only realize That I was born for you And that you were born for me And in this random world, This was clearly meant to be What we have the world could never understand Or ever take away And till the day I die I bless the day that I was born for you" - Ash and Me "What we have, the world could never understand Or ever take away And as the years go by Until the day I die I bless the day that I was born for you" - Ash and Me

I've always been terrible with directions. No matter where I go, I end up lost. Seraphina didn't buy the whole "born this way" excuse. So she roped in my foster brother Gabriel and my childhood friend Lucas, and they decided to put me through "training." For the border patrol exercise, they drove off with the tactical SUV ahead of time, took my phone, and left me stranded alone at the subway entrance—right in the middle of gang territory. They said it was to sharpen my sense of direction. I opened my bag and found a note from Seraphina: "We've walked this escape route with you twice. I know Carone's blood will find its way to the safe house, Leah!" "We'll be waiting at the mansion." I stared

I read the text message thrice. I might not be the brightest, but even I could tell that this woman was taunting me. Even though I had already guessed why Nathan was late, Lucille Young's text still left me feeling suffocated. Nathan and I had grown up together. We were childhood sweethearts, practically inseparable. When I was little, I had vowed to marry him and become his wife when I grew up. I had just started elementary school when I made that declaration. It also made our parents elated.

Deepens something that was already deep. And when her heat passes. When we can think clearly again. When the bond is even stronger than before. Maybe then I'll finally give us what we both want. What we've both been denying. What we both need. The mark. The complete bond. The forever we've been building toward. Maybe. -

--- The conversation lingers for days. Not an argument — just an opening. A door neither of us knew was there, now standing ajar. We talk about the future. About the house, the dogs, the garden. About whether this is enough, or whether we're supposed to want more. "I used to think more meant bigger," Celeste says. "More money, more influence, more control." "And now?" "Now I think more might just mean deeper. The same things, but more fully." "How do we do that?"

It just needed two people willing to fight for it. And we'd proven, time and time again, that we were more than willing. We were ready. For everything. Forever. THE END

I don’t understand how I’m suddenly in this mess. And just like I expected, when I arrived at school, they were looking at me and I could hear nothing but whispers. In a small town like Hillwood, news spreads fast, so you don’t have room to make mistakes. And I never made any mistakes. But somehow, I feel like it’s a sin that dad left us, like I did something wrong. I hate how they’re talking as if me having a broken family affects our whole town.

I knew I shouldn't be upset, but I couldn't help it. I had loved him, after all. And watching someone you once loved betray you right in front of your face hurts like hell. I told myself to forget it and just endure a little longer. This would be the last time I ever let him make me feel this way. Thank God I got to live again. Thank God I had the chance to stay away from trash like him. Later that night, Byron stood behind me in the room and said, "Bethany, once we get to Centraford, you and Lisa should switch identities."