This is a SEQUEL TO TOGETHER WITH LOVE story. It is a standalone book. You don't have to read the first book to read this.
Mireya Waters was such a charming girl, who would light up the whole place with her smile. She is beautiful. She loves Alexa...
"That's right, the law that if there's a meeting then there's a farewell. Never ever. Whichever law that is, I want to break it."
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"I love you, Kuschelbär. From the moment you shared all your pain and happiness with me, I love you more than I love myself." I whispered. If not today, then not any day. I confessed to her. I know it is not the right time or moment, since I have prepared myself for the best proposal for her, but everything went in vain. But that doesn't mean, my love for her is less. I waited for her rejection, and even though it would hurt, I would never give up on her. I made that mistake once, but I won't do that again by letting her go. Whatever it is, I'm going to face along with her. With her, by her side.
Mireya leaned forward gently pressing her lips against mine. The softness of her touch conveyed a sense of familiarity as if every nerve in my body recognized her presence. My lips were relieved at the same moment when I kissed years ago. Fuck, I felt tingles in my body the moment she pressed her lips against mine. She doesn't need to say those fucking words, this answer is enough for me. I would die happily at this moment because I know she loves me too. I can feel it in this kiss.
There was a subtle yearning, a longing for more of this shared intimacy. Simultaneously, there was a profound sense of comfort, as if Mireya's kiss was a safe harbor in the storm of life. The taste of her lips brought a hint of sweetness, mirroring the sweetness of our shared experiences and memories.
It wasn't just a physical act; the kiss spoke volumes about the unspoken language between us.
"I love you, Kuschelbär," I whispered again kissing her lips thrice.
I wanted to confess to her after finishing her studies once again. Even if she rejected me that time, I would again wait for another set of years for her to accept me. I never imagined that I would be confessing to her in this situation. I wished I could shield Mireya from the pain and uncertainty that awaited her, but the reality was cruel and unyielding. My heart ached knowing I couldn't change destiny's course despite my love and commitment.
I still can't digest that it happened a few hours ago. Mireya has gone back to her usual self forgetting about her diagnosis of cancer. I know she is putting up an act so that we will stop worrying about her. She is dozing off leaning her head on my shoulder without any worries creasing her face. We are almost going to land. I have booked the early flight for us. I don't want to delay anything that comes to her. The pain in my heart hasn't subsided and it irks me from inside.
The images of her family and our friends invaded my mind. It's too difficult to bear it. I knew they would be devastated by the news, just as I was. I know they will support her and make her fight this cancer, but I don't know what the future holds for us. I'm still not over the news of this cancer. One thing, I'm determined is to be strong for her. She needs all of our support now more than anything else.
We reached home in no time as we both sat in the car while I dropped my mom in our home. Mireya had this calm and composed facade and I was really worried about it. She is starting to accept the fact of her condition. She forgot all her worries, but I can see there is a thin line of sadness, what is going to happen to them, when they hear that she has cancer.
