In a world filled with danger and betrayal, Ana Rose embarks on a new journey as a secret agent. Although she has a loving family and a supportive fiancé, she feels that something is missing in her life. Her thirst for adventure and desire to push h...
Let me ask you this: Why do you keep holding on to her? Why do you avoid healing when it only hurts you more? You refuse to listen, to fight, to let go, and instead, you plunge deeper into this pain. Dear Heart, I witness your silent tears, and I'm losing patience in trying to fix your mistakes.
Dear Heart, it's time to stop. This is enough for me. When you beat so fiercely for her, my whole body breaks. When you think of her, I can feel my tears flowing. Why does it feel so bitter instead of sweet?
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I often find myself captivated by how Ana has this incredible ability to get under my skin. It's as if she wields a magic that turns my world upside down, leaving me powerless to hold on to any feelings of resentment. No matter the depth of her hurtful words or the way she sometimes treats me, she always manages to show up just when I need her most. It's confusing how, despite everything, she can provide the emotional support that helps me rise from my lowest moments, lifting me back to my feet when I feel powerless—and I can't help but wonder at the pull she has over my heart.
No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to keep her away; it feels like an endless battle I'm destined to lose. Every effort I make to protect myself only seems to strengthen her grip on my soul. It seems to come easily to her, while I am always left frustrated with myself for choosing her over what truly would have been best for me.
Is this what love really feels like, Xavier? If so, why does it hurt so deeply?
"I feel it everyday, it's all the same It brings me down, but I'm the one to blame I've tried everything to get away So here I go again Chasing you down again Why do I do this?
Over and over, over and over I fall for you Over and over, over and over I try not to Over and over, over and over You make me fall for you Over and over, over and over You don't even try
So many thoughts that I can't get out of my head I try to live without you Every time I do, I feel dead I know what's best for me But I want you instead I'll keep on wasting all my time..."
It's late, and here I am, standing in a secluded corner of the alley, shrouded in shadows with Ana. Her arms, warm and secure around my neck, wrap me in the solace I desperately crave amidst this chaos. Yet, I can't ignore the pain in my abdomen. The nausea lingers, threatening to surge at any moment, even though my stomach protests with emptiness. None of that really matters, though; the real weight I endure is the emotional pressure—the burden of our difficult assignment and Ana's constant determination to push me to my limits. She seems intent on breaking me down just so she can piece me back together again.
