As histórias da minha vida.

As histórias da minha vida.

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" Hoje ela me disse que sem mim não conseguia viver.. Em lágrimas escondida no meu cabelo, eu segurava a sua mão, sentadas na beira do passeio, enquanto gotas de chuva caiam sobre nós. Por causa disso, o meu rosto estava praticamente seco. Ela cantava "The One" para mim. Eu pedi-lhe para olhar para mim, mas eu iria acabar por beijar-la mesmo antes de ela acabar de cantar. Eu propus que fugissemos para o meu quarto.. Eu tenho saudades dela no meu quarto. Propostas sempre aceitas. Propostas tentadoras. Amor, eu proponho irmos até ao Infinito. Oops, isso nós já temos! Amor, Nizi. Não suspires, oh meu deus.. Amor, onde estás tu para aquecer as minhas mãos? E nem ela sabe que a minha vida só começou quando a conheci."
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This story is a sequel to 'That One Flight', I recommend you read that story first (if you haven't) just for the story to make more sense :) *This book has some explicit content* *UNDER REVISION* BOOK TWO from the 'O'Neill Series'. *PREVIOUSLY NAMED 'LOVE IN BELGRADE'.* *EXTRACT FROM THE STORY* "Umm, hi James, Ana here... in case if this phone number does not seem familiar to you. I just wanted to see how you are... umm... so... how are you?... I'm good if that is what you were going to ask me..." I pause before letting out a sigh. "But not as good as when I am with you..." I say, not believing how freely I just said that. "I... I miss you... very much... I can't help but wonder if you feel the same about me... if you miss me too...". Then my mind goes blank. "I... I..." I begin, searching for a topic. "I hope you have a good stay in Belgrade... I guess me wishing that I could see you again would be a bit too much of a wish..." I end my words with a giggle. I find myself, once again, walking around my living room. "Anyways, that is all that I wanted to say. I wanted to see how you are and if everything is okay. I also read that letter... you have a really beautiful way with words..." I say. "But how do you know I don't like being woken up?... Actually, I don't think anybody likes being woken up, so scrap that question..." I giggle, but then I shake my head. I am taking too long. "Sorry, this message must be very long by now, so I am going to finish now... I just... I really want to see you in person again..." I then once again pause as I look down at my legs that rub my carpet. "Anyways... that is all I have to say... see you- I mean, probably not really, but I am hoping I'll get to see you, you know...". A sigh escapes my lips. "Bye..." I say before distancing my phone from my ear and press the red button.

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