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She sparked out, causing my heart to flick at her tone. Right before me, Brielle grabbed her hair in anger and roared out, "All these years, Argon! I've been a faithful wife to you! I tried everything possible to show you how much I loved you, and all you did was shatter my world by mating with Estelle, beating abd hurting me, even... Even killing our own child eith your lover! And now that I've finally gotten over that phase, you say you love me? No! This isn't love, but madness! "

Daniel took a deep breath and looked at his bleeding hand again. He sneered, perhaps right now, no one but Daniel could understand how pathetic his appearance was. “Caring what I do, just ignore me. Just let me die slowly.” Daniel's words echoed in the quiet space. But every word that came out was like a knife that cut straight through Daniel's heart. A new wound overlaps an old one that has yet to heal. How long has Daniel's heart been smoldering with blood? Now he doesn't care anymore.

In that peaceful and tranquil moment, he found the courage to open up and express his innermost thoughts and emotions, revealing the profound depths of his heart. "Bella, I feel the need to express my sincere recognition of the pain that I have inflicted upon you," he began, his voice resonating with a deep sense of remorse and culpability. I want to convey the depth of my love for you and assure you that I am fully dedicated to resolving any issues or problems that may arise between us. I am willing to go to great lengths and use all my resources to make things right. I want to express to you that my love for you is incredibly strong and steadfast. It is unwavering, meaning that it remains

"As proof of the curse, I gave you a mark which you have already seen. In order for the curse to break, you need to find true love. When that person says I love you, then the curse will be broken." How hard could it be to make a woman fall in love with me. “That is simple to accomplish.” I said with pure smugness. She shook her head. "No, it is not that simple. The moment that person loves you then you love them back, you will feel a burning sensation on your mark and it will glow signifying that as true love then the curse will be broken. If it does not, then you will remain immortal until you will find your true love."

Continue the unfinished sentence: "Because if she really loves, she will accept, accept all good and bad points. Or, you are the one she loves until a better person comes." Pushing a finished glass of White Russian in front of him, softly speaking in an enchanting voice the listener spoke again: "A glass of White Russian is good for the mood of a heartbroken person?" He sneered, took a glass of wine to enjoy: "Delicious...but I don't think I'm heartbroken." He replied faintly: "Your words and mood, are you fighting?"

And they would love their husbands through it all. They would love them through every long day and the even longer nights. Through all the arguing and fighting, and endless heartbreaks and betrayals. They would love them through the violence and fear, and the anger and sadness. Through the loneliness, and the jealousy, and the bitter taste of it all turning into resentment. They would love them in spite of all their flaws, and how humiliating it was to forgive them for it all - for their each and every mistake. To stay anyway. To love them through thick and thin, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, till death tore them apart. It was exhausting, degrading, an

That passionate kiss, those sweet touches, that nibbling on my neck, it's just so sweet, and then the most painful part of it all that fucking realization that he doesn't love me. My desire to live and that sweet dream, I thought I could wake up to were gone with the wind because now I was one hundred percent sure he didn't love me and it hurt like hell I could barely think and my headache wasn't helping matters at all I just wanted to scream or probably cry but I barely had the strength for that anymore and even then I wouldn't stop till the pain in my heart was gone

Don't I dare listen to her lovesickness*Key *Of course that's a good idea, don't know what you have. But don't worry, Tanja doesn't interest me at all* Ko *I'm not worried about that, more about it when she realizes that she doesn't stand a chance*Key *I can't do anything about that, but my offer stands if you want to flee, I have space* Ko *good to know, I'll take care of my girls, I'll be over in the morning*Key *do that, I'm happy. Love you little mouse*Ko

Beloveth said breathing slowly with pain. "I don't care, and nothing will stop me from not getting what I want, Beloveth, nothing will stop "He sniffled between words. Beloveth was short of words, Tears streamed down her face, She sighed heavily, letting her head drop. "I love you Beloveth " he said calmly, trying to get a glimpse of her eye ball "This is not love Devon, the more you get to realize this the better it will be.. Please, I am begging because my hand hurts. "Beloveth cried

She wouldn’t have thought it possible but she had already grown used to them; to sleeping and waking up with them; to seeing their dirty hunger filled faces and their depressed eyes. Their presence gave her comfort, strength, especially his. She missed Naeto. His winks and smiles and laughter and teasing. She missed his familiar red T-shirt and Adidas shoes,his bushy afro. She missed cleaning his cuts and hearing his compliments, she missed his warm hugs. She missed him. She hadn’t realized how much she had gotten attached to him till that precise moment, how much she valued his company, how much she liked him. She had never felt this way, she had never thought of anyone other than her famil