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Leaving me all alone in the room and shocked to his outburst. I let out a small cry since this is not what I picture his reaction towards the engagement. I thoughts he will give it a chance. I wipe my tears and try to fucos "It's ok! He will love you later. Just be a good wife to him and everything will be alright!" I told myself

Now, however, Eric was persistently trying to get close to a woman who bore a striking resemblance to Charlotte—was it truly just a substitute for his lost love, or was there something more? Dr. Jim absently rubbed the urn in his hand, the memory of personally cremating the girl vivid in his mind. Logically, it was impossible for someone to return from the dead, but was Eric really so confused? He had seen it clearly—the love in Eric's eyes was unmistakable, undeniable. He recalled the moment in the ambulance when Charlotte's pulse had begun to fade, the sense of finality as she whispered, "I'll repay you in my next life..." Whispering softly to the urn, he leaned his head against its cool s

--- And this time— That was enough. --- Because love doesn’t always come back as certainty. Sometimes— It comes back as a choice. --- And she had just made hers. ---

My parting insult must have struck a nerve, because Hunter immediately took to our massive shared group chat to blast the news to every wealthy socialite and heir we knew. Hunter: [Debbie is playing the divorce card again. I told her she'd never actually leave Laurent, and that if she did, I'd be her dog. [She had the nerve to tell me even dogs don't want me! I'm running the books now: I bet she will come crawling back home within three days.] The chat blew up instantly. They immediately began placing extravagant wagers on when I would return. Some bet a week, others half a month, and some a full month.

“He’s no longer with you, Trisha. Accept the reality. He just came back to you because you made him believe your lies. What did you tell him? You made him believe you were sick and you were about to die for what? For him to come back and be with you for the rest of your day? That’s why he’s with you. It was only out of pity that he gave you! He doesn't love you anymore to come back, that's the truth!” “Caleb chose me in the past, from the very beginning. I was the first, Bri. I was the first one he loved so it was easy for him to return the love he had for me.” I gulped. “But that doesn’t mean that you are also the last woman he will love. You’re just his first love, not his true love. You’r

I've only been in love once before in my life, and this feels exactly like that. "But I love you..." Melodie is crying. "And I think this is true love because I've never felt like this before!" I glance down at her. In the past, I tried being nice to her, but that gave her false hope. This time, I will speak the truth. My heart turns to stone, and I speak in an impassive voice. "True love isn't real unless it is returned—haven't you heard that line, Melodie?" The woman looks ready to kill me. I watch her bend down to pick up a tomato from her grocery bag, and then she throws it at me. I don't blink, don't even move, and just let her scream in frustration.

"I am not going to live the rest of my life in a cage, my Stefan will return, and he will return and hurt all those who dare lay their filthy hand on me." "Oh, Fiona, stop living in illusion, you love Stefan so much that you believe even a dead man will come back to life and Stefan of all people will come back and take you out of these shackles." "He will come back, he promised and he is going to keep it, only he could be my mate, and only him, I will love for the rest of my life."

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As if trapped in an invisible prison, he remained rooted to the spot as he told me, "Ms. Ingram, you can hate me." The second half of his statement had been too soft, and I'd forgotten it for too long. Now it suddenly thundered in my mind like lightning. He'd said, "But you will eventually return to me." Yes, I had ultimately returned from Westbrook to Northbrook. I was back to face the person I had wanted to escape since my youth. His love was just too intense, too direct, yet too rigid. I now frowned deeply with my lips pressed together, unsure of what to say.

"There is no one else. There has never been anyone else. Not since I met you. Even when I thought you had moved on, even when I married Vanessa, it was always you. Only you." "How can I know that's true?" I whispered. "How can I trust it?" "Because I'm telling you the truth. Because I love you, Emily. I have loved you from the moment I first saw you, and I will love you until the day I die." His voice broke. "I know I hurt you. I know I left you when you needed me most. I know I have to earn your trust back. But please, Emily, please don't shut me out now. Not when we've finally found our way back to each other."