A Secret Voice

A Secret Voice

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25 year old Monica never had much luck with relationships since she was a young teenager. She had gone on many dates, played around with guys, however it would never last more than just a few months. There was one guy who she had dated for a year, thinking he could be the one, however it never worked out. Freshly graduated from college, Monica starts an internship at a magazine company. A few of her coworkers found her to be quite attractive, with her natural beauty and caring personality. Some of them even try to pursue her, however she lost hope. What is the point of going on dates if they wont last, was her thought about it. A few months in, however, notes start to show up on her desk. Little secret messages. Monica thought it sweet, even starting to write back to this anonymous writer. The hope she had once lost is slowly growing back. Could Monica have finally found the one? Will she finally have someone to love and feel the same love reciprocated?
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The night before we obtained our marriage certificate, I asked him, "When did you start to develop feelings for me?" He answered, "I don't remember." "But, why me?" "Why not you?" "I'm very petty, and I get jealous very easily." "So am I." "I'm afraid I'm not worthy of you." "So am I." "I haven't really dated, so I don't know what love is." "I don't know either." He held my hand gently, "But I know this. When I think about spending the rest of my life with you, I feel that my future is filled with hope." At 16, we used the same class desk, with less than 10cm between our arms. My peripheral vision was full of him. At 26, I woke up in the morning, and saw the sunlight softly shining on his face. I thought, this is how I want to grow old - gradually, together, with him. I guess this must be love. ___________________________________________________ Associated Names 我不喜欢這世界,我只喜欢你 Original Publisher 湖南少年儿童出版社

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