Would You Fight For My Love 소설 & 이야기

I ran towards the door, but I stopped running when this question caught my attention. “Didn’t you love me even a little? Even for a second? Because if you love me for even less than a second, I’ll fight for you until you learn to love me, until my last breath.” That question. I answered that question as I answered yesterday. “No. I never loved you, Shin.”

He asked. "Even if the president and the ambassador get in the way, I will fight against them. But if you drive me away, there is nothing I can do. If you yourself do not defend our love, I will stop. But if I know that there is, I will fight for more and I will not give up because I know that what I will fight for is worth it." "I know someone out there is destined to be with you. Someone who will keep on choosing you no matter what happens. For now, you just have to keep on choosing yourself. Because, in His perfect time, it'll be you and that person destined for you, until the very end."

We can go through the storm~ Weather the pain I'm always right here (always right here) Then you can tear down the walls Break down your pride I'm always right here~ I swallowed my saliva."Why did you ask that?" my question to him. "Because I just don't agree with that f*cking annulment." he answered. [Music] ~I'd rather lose my life than lose your love~ I'd rather go to war than give you up~ You're worth fighting for You're worth fighting for~

I don’t want to endanger myself with an ambiguous decision. For now, I will first look for the love I have for Franco… if there is any left. What strikes me more now are what Dad said. He was right. If you really love someone, you will fight for it. That’s the thing I haven’t experienced with Franco and I won’t allow myself to be like him. I don't want to be a coward. But no matter how brave I am, if that person doesn’t want me to fight him, it’s all pointless. It's as if I'm just forcing myself on someone who doesn't want to come to me. I’ll just get tired and waste time.

, said Abhay in a low yet filled with angry. “Come down Emily I might forgive you for the bullshit you are pulling, but remember I will never love you, I will never love a girl like you who do plotting behind others girls. You tried to take my life, my love, my everything while forcing Mia to breakup with me.”, Abhay shouted while pointing his finger at Emily. “Why, why can’t you remember me Abhay, I was the one whom you loved, you promised me that you will never leave me and now you even don’t remember me Abhay. Tell me what should I do?”, Emily said while crying.

The guy that I wanted to live with forever. “I will fight for the girl that I like, as long as I know that she likes me too. Because it will be hard to fight for someone when it is only who likes them. And if that girl likes me too, I will definitely fight for her even if I need to go against my family. I can still find a way to help my family to get back on track again, but I can never find another love worth fighting for. If it is you, what will you do?”

“Then why did it feel like a lie when you let them talk about me like that?” His jaw tightened but he didn’t speak. “You want me? Then fight for me. Not just when I’m in a dress next to you at dinner. Not when I’m convenient or sticking to your fucking rules. Fight for me when I’m angry and hard to love and not smiling for a crowd.” “I am fighting for you.” “Then fight better.” He took a step forward. “Tell me what to do.” “Nothing. You don’t get to fix me with your money. If you want me, you better mean it. All the way.”

"I'm tired of fighting. I thought they would be, too." I smiled at her. "Sometimes fighting is the only way a person can tell that they're alive. If you stop fighting, you die. It's better to fight with people you love, to make sure they're safe, than to fight alone and perish by yourself. We're almost at the climax. Fight until there are no more enemies to stand against you." "What if I can't? What if I don't want to do that?" She said. I snorted. "You don't even believe that yourself, that's why you're so hurt and angry, because you know you've already agreed to fight long before you were ever asked to."

"You fight for your family. You fight for your future. You fight for everything they took from you. You fight for everything they tried to destroy. You fight for everything you deserve. You fight for everything you love. You fight for everything you believe in. You fight for everything you are." I squeezed her hand. "I will," I said. "I'll fight for everything. I'll fight for my family. I'll fight for my future. I'll fight for my love. I'll fight for my life. I'll fight for my truth."

I whispered, voice softening, “but I will never choose to forget you.” His expression shifted, the way the words reached him. Then I took a breath and said the part that scared me the most. “And if one day… my memories come back…” My voice faltered for just a second. “…and I become someone who doesn’t remember loving you…” His hand tightened in mine, hard, like he already knew what I was about to ask. “Promise me you won’t give up on me.” Silence fell. Heavy and real. “Promise me you’ll fight for me,” I said, voice rough now, honest in a way I couldn’t hide. “Even if I don’t know how to fight for you yet.”