Words To You Belong To Me Mga Nobela at Kwento

You belong to me. The words echoed in my mind, replaying over and over again, each repetition sharpening the sting of his declaration. Was this really my life now? Was I really meant to surrender everything—to him, to this world he had created for us? The idea of being his gnawed at me, a constant reminder of how little power I truly had in this situation.

Scrawled in red ink were four words: “He still belongs to me.”

She wears high heels, I wear sneakers She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers Dreamin' 'bout the day when you wake up and find That what you're looking for has been here the whole time If you could see that I'm the one who understands you Been here all along, so why can't you see You belong with me Standin' by and waitin' at your back door All this time, how could you not know, baby You belong with me You belong with me Oh, I remember you drivin' to my house In the middle of the night I'm the one who makes you laugh When you know you're 'bout to cry

I don't know the reason but I felt I was meant to be with her and there was no need to rush something that is yours. I gently kissed her lips seeing her eyes glistened, she must have understood what I meant, this time I was not going to take it back. "Listen carefully Ivana," I started softly as I looked into her blue eyes. "You belong to me and no one else." This time I did not say it aggressively, I told her clearly and softly like we already had an agreement and a smile spread through her lips. I smiled back, she got my message, I was hers and she was mine, I won't let anything or anyone tear us apart.

a small smile drew on his lips. Instead of being happy with her father's compliment, something else changed in his feelings. 'Hopefully, you and Mama also saw my being your daughter. I'm doing all this so that you can appreciate me too. 'And she kept those words in her mind. She seems to be losing the courage to voice it. She feared Consuelo might suddenly hear what she had to say to her father. And her mother thinks badly of it.

Then his mouth tilted over mine. You belong to me.

‎I’ve never belonged to Amelia. ‎I belong to Alice. ‎I always have. ‎And I always will. ‎

Heat surged in my face, my cheeks puffed, I nearly burst into laughter… but he’d kill me if I did. “Are you jealous of me?” I asked, trying to read his expression. He raised an eyebrow coldly. “I told you before, this isn’t jealousy… it’s possession. You… belong to me.” I coughed sharply, choking on the word. “Belong to you? I belong to myself.” I whispered angrily, folding my arms over my chest. His eyes darkened, he grabbed my waist with fierce strength, making me shiver.

She stammered, struggling to form words, torn by the weight of my ultimatum. I tightened my hold slightly, leaning in close. “You belong to me, Ember. No one else. So Choose your words wisely.”

He asks, concern etched over his face. I grab the side of my dress for support. “I've come to speak to you.” “You're free to always talk to me Mia.” “I need… I need you to release me,” I say, words rushing out in a jumble. “I don’t belong to you. I-” My chest tightens. “I can’t belong to anyone, especially not… you.” ‎ ‎He tilts his head, faint amusement flickering across his face. “Belong?” he repeats, voice deliberate. “Do you truly think this is about possession, Mia?”