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“Ethan, you're the one I adore. There's nothing between Thomas and myself. I'm dedicated to you.” Ethan's jealousy started to fade as he gazed into my eyes and recognized the truth in my words. “I'm sorry, Elah. I let my envy get the better of me. It's just that you looked so wonderful tonight, and I couldn't face the notion of losing you.” He said softly I smiled and grasped Ethan's hand. “You won't lose me, Ethan. We're in this together, no matter what.” We had a moment of reconciliation, understanding that love was stronger than temporary envy.

When she heard that he had been involved in an accident and she had seen him unconscious, she had felt that her heart had been torn into a thousand-piece, she couldn't help but stay by his side never wanting to leave his side until he woke up, she had felt more than happy when she finally saw him open his eyes. Earlier when he had thanked her for what she had done for him, although she felt happy that his voice wasn't cold and indifferent, she could not help but want that side of his, his indifference and coldness "had she fallen in love with that side of him?" She could not help but ask herself, she felt that she preferred his other side "was she mad?" She asked herself again, "how could sh

Many people say that falling in love is not wrong. All beings have the right to feel love. It's not wrong to fight for love, until the end. It's not something wrong if love can or can't be reciprocated. However, why should Reo get social punishment? He just fell in love, and tried to fight for his love. Although the idol of the heart is called unusual if it is Reo who loves him.

(Fuck off) I said sounding a little too mad wich only feed into them being right. “Our dear brother who swore he would never be capable of love doesn't know what to do with the woman who has him whipped and on top of that she doesn’t even know it and she is right outside these walls.” Matteo said, crossing his leg over the other leaning back placing his arm on the arm rest, having a damn smirk on his face. Enjoying this too damn much.

Heart by heart. With all my love, Kavira Hiraeth💜

I love you. *

Not love. Possibility.

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I had learnt something else, something which had changed my mindset. From all my observations in the past month, I had figured out that Hate was way more stronger than Love. Love was nothing but fantasy, something read in storybooks and viewed in movies. It was something mistaken by others as real and true, while it was truly nothing but mere lust compounded with desire and sexual need. Something which our body hormones toy with us.