Chapter Eleven * Elder
Even then.
She would remain mine.
I should’ve seen this coming. I should’ve sensed the warning signs: the first time my heart tap danced when she smiled. The moment when my gut clenched because her happiness affected my future rather than just my present. The second my entire body drenched in sensitivity whenever she came near.
All those warning signs I’d ignored or misread.
But now I understood the message.
I was dead without her.
I was alive with her.
Simple.
mü-kem-meeeeeel
chapter eleven **REN**2001**
Humans were complicated creatures, and smiles were full of poison.
Sayfa 61
chapter eleven **REN**2001**
She was a sponge, and I only had a limited amount of knowledge for her to soak up.
Sayfa 63
Chapter Eleven, Nila
I love you.
I trust you.
Thank you for coming for me.
I’ll follow you.
I’ll chase you.
This is not the end.
Horror that he might’ve gone forever consumed me. I’d watched him die twice. Twice.
I knew what it was like to survive without him. If he’d died, I wanted to go, too.
iki saniye mutlu olamıyoruz.. olmuyorlar.. iki sayfa mutluluk 3729857 sayfa acı, hayal kırıklığı, keder, üzüntü
Chapter Eleven, Nila
Wasn’t that true love? The conviction of self-sacrifice in the face of your loved one’s agony? It was the greatest selfless act anyone could do.
evt evt gerçek aşk, başka bi'şey olamazdı zaten delirdin mi Nila..
Chapter Eleven, Nila
“I’m sorry, Kite.” I dropped my eyes, unable to look at him. “While you’re here, so am I. I’m not leaving you.”
Cut slung his arm over my hunched shoulders. “It’s too depressing in here. It’s time for some fun.”
şerefsizliğinin bir sonu yok bu şerefsizin.. yeter ya yeter
Chapter Eleven - Tristan Broussard
"Honestly, I’m not sure that I’m capable of love. And I don’t think that I want to be. Love is messy and complicated and unnecessary. I live every day just fine without it."
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Chapter Eleven, Greyson
“Who are you?” I asked.
“What do you mean?”
“What’s your name?”
“Caden Kevin St. John. Captain. First Medical Brigade. 065-43-0987.”
“You’re not the man I married.”
“You didn’t marry a man.”
“What?”
“You married the army. Your plan was to consummate it by making a family with another soldier, but instead, you chose me. Admit it. You miss your husband.”
“I do,” I said with a quivering chin. “I miss him so much.”
He brushed away my tears. “I don’t like it when you’re sad.”
ya ben bildiğin Damon rs'sine girmişim.. Caden geldi kendime geldim
Chapter Eleven
When Khải marched through the waiting room door, her whole body went stiff. Seeing a ghost would have made more sense to her. What was he doing here? Why had he come? When he crossed the room and crouched in front of her, scowling at her ankle, she had no idea what to think. Was he going to yell at her?
“What happened?” he asked. “The doctor saw you already? What did they say?”
“I twisted it on the stairs. The doctor thinks it’s sprained. He’s waiting for the X-ray.”
He lifted the ice pack away from her swollen ankle, and his frown deepened. “Can you move your foot?” When she wiggled it, he said, “Up and down? Side to side?”
A door cracked open, and a nurse called out, “Esmeralda Tran.”
Esme stood and prepared to limp to the exam room just like she had earlier, but before her injured foot could touch the ground, the earth spun. She found herself cradled in Khải’s arms like a heroine in a movie, and her muscles tensed.
“You don’t need to carry me. I can walk. I’m heavy.”
He rolled his eyes and followed the nurse through the halls. “You’re not heavy. You’re a tiny human.”
“I’m not ‘tiny.’” But she couldn’t put much outrage into the words. His hold on her was secure, and he wasn’t breathing heavily. He made her feel safe. And small. She loved it. Back home, her mom and grandma always asked her to get things down from the top shelf or carry the heavy packages because she was so much bigger than they were.
Sayfa 121
Chapter Eleven
He should have been happy to have his evenings to himself again—his house didn’t smell of fish-sauce fumes from her cooking and food doctoring anymore—but dinner wasn’t the same without her odd chatter and cheeriness. If he was being honest, his evenings now sucked. The house felt empty, and even without her Viet pop blaring, he couldn’t focus on his work or the TV. He checked the time a lot as he waited for her to walk through the door.
She still shared a bed with him, but she kept her back to him and balanced on the very edge, as far away from him as possible. Sometimes, he worried she’d fall off. Other times, he hoped she’d fall off. So he’d have an excuse to tell her to come closer.
Sayfa 118 - Khai ya.. :'(