Love You Still

Love You Still

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He hated this girl very much ever since. She doesn't know when to give up. She's good to act like nothing happened. He loathed her. She makes his blood boiled. He didn't want to cook for him. He hated everything about her. He used to ignore her gestures. He said terrible things to her. He hurt her. Because he thinks she deserves that. After Carmina asked to get a divorce, Gino suddenly feel this strange feelings. He confused because he's not used to felt those. But why he's being like that? After all, that's what he really want. But what if you realized something at a difficulties? Will you face the conflicts? Will you stand for it? Or you just give up everything because of what you've done? Love You Still ©2024
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Started: 10/28/2025 Ended: 08/05/2026 I knew he was married, but I still let myself fall. We were friends before his wife came, not close, not strangers either. We never said what we truly felt, maybe because we were afraid to give it meaning. But fate played its cruel trick. We ended up living in the same boarding house, different rooms, the same secret. We both knew it was wrong, yet we crossed the line anyway. He was my first, my first love, my first sin, my first heartbreak. I thought I could handle it, but loving him was slowly destroying me. So I did the only thing that could save what was left of me. I left him. Because sometimes, walking away doesn't mean you stopped loving. It just means you've finally learned to love yourself.

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