Two More Minutes

Two More Minutes

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Masie una chica, espiritual, autentica, brillante, con una bondad enorme y de carácter fuerte. Enamorada de la vida, y las obras tan bellas en ella. Sentía una pasión por el arte, sin saber que eso la llevaría a los caminos de Noah un chico, lleno de humor, y "características" las cuales ella nunca imagino encontrar, la común pasión por la música, y de hábitos muy parecidos, pero de metas muy diferente, que la llevarían a cambiar su expectativa sobre la vida. Pensando que después de una vida casi perfecta, por su decisión tomada, y experiencia de vida, su todo era lo que ella vivía, sin darse cuenta que Noah la llevaría a vivir, a encontrarse y perderse. pues creía que lo único que le esperaba en la vida era terminar sus metas. Ser feliz después de todo.
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-- PROLOGUE "Let me get this straight. We have nothing in between us, except for the deal we made that day" he spoke in a monotonous tone. "I am the one carrying your name behind me; we are married. how can you say we have nothing in between us? Huh" She yelled at him, tears blurred her vision, and she spoke her heart to him. "For god's sake, this marriage was to save you! Can't you get that? I did not do it willingly, I do not love you!!" He yelled back at her, shattering her heart into pieces. "Why can't you just love me?" She spoke, as she cried the tears of hurt, and pain. Her heart thumped loudly due to the shivering sensation She felt all over her body. "I never made a commitment to you, or gave you any false hope, neither did i say that i love you. Did i?" He asked her, in a very cold tone. She looked at him through her teary eyes. It's getting difficult for her to even breathe. "It was your eyes, the damn eyes. Who gave me the false hope. They say, "Eyes speak the truth," but what about mine? Couldn't you feel the sincerity within them, expressing my deep affection for you? Why didn't you see the love shining in them? Was it too complex to understand? Couldn't you notice the warmth as they gazed at you? They search for you in every corner, If only you realized how they silently echoed the emotions I couldn't articulate. They say, "Eyes never deceive." But what about yours? They played a trick on me when they met mine, painting a facade of a world that wasn't real. They made me feel loved, Leading me into a belief that crumbled, louder than your spoken promises. Why did they betray me? Was it your eyes or you that masked the truth?" He stayed still, not moving or saying anything at her statement. --

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