Morbid And Beautiful
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Morbid and Beautiful- It means "How Could I Live Without You?" Which is polished into a more earnest, poetic term.
This story is about two best friends that fell in love with each other. But something happened because of which he left. Moving on from the past, she decided to forget him, but then he came back only to leave her again. But we all know that when you love someone, you can not live without them. It's their fate that brings them together once again to face the challenges, clear misunderstandings and love unconditionally.
It's hard not to fall for your best friend, but who knew what he was. What will happen when Elena Rosewood will know the actual truth behind her past, and will cross paths with him again but this time as CEO of an international company? Will he be able to take away her pain or be the reason for it?
On one hand, Elena being nerdy, shy, delicate and beautiful to sassy, confident, bold and hot. And on the other, he being possessive, jealous, hot and full of secrets. Let's see if love will be able to bind them together and make them realize that they can't live without each other.
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"WHAT THE HELL ?" I yelled as he pulls me gently towards him.
"You know, you can't get away from me." He shouted angrily as I try to break free.
"What did you think huh? That you'll come back in my life and I'll fall for your charms?" I said and continue.
"NO. That is not how things work you idiot." I yelled making his hold on me tight.
"No matter what Elena you were always mine and this time I'll do everything right and never let you go." He whispered, coming closer.
"Well, mister it is not me but you who always leave... You are 6 years too late... too late." I said reminding his mistakes and the pain he caused me every time.
With this said he let go of me and I see guilt and love clear in his eyes.
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