A Love To Last A Lifetime
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Love is about making sacrifices...
Isn't that a little overrated?
Love is about missing that particular person when he's not around, when you feel nervous, excitement and happiness all at the same time when he nears you, that was love for Jennifer. She waited for that person with bated breath. Her insides swirled around in utter bliss, not just chimpanzees but the whole damn zoo started waltzing in the pit of her stomach. She knew he was the one. Confessing wasn't a cakewalk but she felt love through his deeds, his touches and most of all, through his eyes.
Rogan fell in love with the brown haired girl when he saw her for the first time. His heart soared with happiness when she called out his name. His joy knew no bounds when she became his first kiss, his first everything. Ever since he looked into her eyes, that green colour was his favourite. He knew he could get lost in those pair of emeralds.
But then why did he choose not to look into them even once? Why did he ignore the girl of his dreams for days that felt like decades? Why did he hurt her when he had sworn to protect her from every danger?
Jennifer was scared. She was completely oblivious to the fact that someone could control her emotions so easily. She felt she knew him from the inside out and she did. Her instincts incessantly told her that he was hiding something. This wasn't her Rogan. And she never lost hope. He would tell her the truth, eventually.
But what she didn't expect was her strength to bear that truth. She was frail from the inside but put up a strong front for him. For she knew that their love was being tested.
But what she didn't know were the results to that test. Would they come out of it, safe and sound or would she end up losing their togetherness forever?
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