Novel & Cerita You Deserve Eachother

I keep holding him, running my fingers through his hair, whispering soft reassurances until the tension in his body starts to ease. For a moment, there’s silence. Just the two of us, sitting on the floor in the dark, surrounded by the shattered pieces of his phone and the weight of everything left unsaid. Finally, he whispers, “I don’t deserve this.” “Yes, you do,” I reply gently. “You deserve help. You deserve to get better. You deserve to be happy.” He doesn’t respond, but I can feel the weight of those words sinking in, slowly, hesitantly, as if he’s not sure whether to believe them yet. But it’s a start.

We stood there breathing the same air, holding each other up. "I love you," I whispered. "Even though I don't deserve you. Even though loving me has cost you so much." "Stop saying you don't deserve me. We deserve each other. Both the good and the bad. The light and the dark. All of it." "The dark is pretty dark." "Then we'll be dark together." He smiled through his tears. "Better than being dark alone." I kissed him then, tasting salt and wine and truth. "Thank you," I said.

“I've never loved you, and will never be. Don't make me laugh, Xyna. How would I love you? You, a cold-hearted demon? Don't dream so high, a person like you who doesn't care about what people feels don't deserve to be loved and be love. You don't deserve me and I don't deserve someone like you” “I've never loved you, and will never be. Don't make me laugh, Xyna. How would I love you? You, a cold-hearted demon? Don't dream so high, a person like you who doesn't care about what people feels don't deserve to be loved and be love. You don't deserve me and I don't deserve someone like you” I pursed my lips. He's right at what he said at all. I don't deserve him,and he don't deserve me. He deserve

With absolutely no one by her side and her boyfriend suddenly disappearing in the morning she was feeling the same loneliness again as it was last year and the year before. She sighed as her espresso was over, and she couldn't help but think about the love of her life. Her memory shifted back to the time when they met and fell so deeply in love that now the solitude seemed unbearable. The names Hailey and Mark seemed incomplete without each other. Her mind drifted to their beginnings. The beginning of an unforgettable beautiful tale. ******* Hailey

Hands framing my face, fingers trembling, holding on like I might vanish if he let go. I kissed him back good arm around his waist, pulling him flush against me despite the awkward angle of the sling. No rush. No heat. Just raw, aching honesty poured into every press of lips, every slide of tongue, every small sound he made against my mouth. When we broke apart both breathing hard, foreheads pressed together he whispered: “I don’t deserve you.” “Wrong,” I said immediately. “You deserve everything. And I’m gonna spend every day making sure you know it. Starting right now.”

“Let me explain.” “You don’t have to explain anymore. That says it all. The moment you chose to break me — that means Iwasn’t enough. I’m so fed up with the betrayals.” “I’m sorry. It just happened. I’m just sorry for breaking your heart.” “So, do you love her more than you love me?” “I’m sorry.” “That’s enough. That’s all I have to know. Let’s just end things here.” “Celine, you cannot drive.” “I know. Just go now. Someone’s going to fetch me.”

"I don't deserve you." "Yes you do. We deserve each other. We've both survived hell. We both know what it's like to lose people. To be broken. To fight our way back. That's why this works." "I love you." "I love you too." We stayed like that. Holding each other. Until the sun was fully up. Until the day demanded attention. "Come on," Em said. "Let's work on the house. Do something normal. Forget about New York. Forget about the past. Just be us."

”Completely. I buried my face in his neck, crying and laughing at the same time, overwhelmed by the weight of his words and the depth of what I felt for him. “I don’t deserve you,” I said against his skin. “You deserve everything,” he said firmly. “And I’m going to spend every day proving it to you.”

And still, he stood here offering her kindness and understanding - everything she felt she didn't deserve in the moment. Finally, she manages a weak murmur. "I don't deserve this." He frowns. "This?" "You," she points, eyes unable to meet his. "I don't deserve you, Blaze..." His heart nearly breaks in his chest and he can't even begin to fathom what he's hearing. She didn't deserve him? That was the most backwards thing he had ever heard. "Honey, no," he denies, reaching out and taking her hands in his own, refusing to let her get away this time. "I think you've got that turned around, my love. It's always been me who doesn't deserve you-"

" My knuckles paled from gripping the phone too hard, and my face burned. My throat felt stuffed with cotton, and I couldn't even muster the strength to argue. I should have figured. To her, I would always be the useless loser who only reached out for money. She had totally forgotten that I had handed over all my savings and my monthly paycheck to her after we got married. Even when I needed to top up my phone credit, I had to file an application request with her. There was no way I could possibly own five thousand dollars. "Stacie." Tory suddenly spoke up and reached out to gently pat Stacie's back. "Reuben probably won't joke about his dad's illness.