It's Not That Easy.

It's Not That Easy.

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Transferred from justinbieberfanfictionplus.com with 511 reviews and +80k reads ----------- "You know you really love someone when you can't hate them for breaking your heart." Being married to a world famous celebrity can seem like royalty. The couples have all the fame, fortune, attention, and support from millions of fans. Some people say it's like being on a rollercoaster that only goes up. So what could possibly go wrong? For Melanie, almost everything. With a beautiful daughter and a stunning husband, she thought marriage would be the start of something wonderful. She wasn't the only one though. Under bright lights and magazine covers, they were everyone's perfect couple. What they didn't know was how hard she would desperately try to make a stable life for not only her daughter, but for her own marriage as well. Unfortunately, it isn't always that easy, especially if her husband is Justin Bieber. ----------- I was your cure, and you were my disease. I was saving you, but you were killing me. ----------- Transferred from justinbieberfanfictionplus.com with 511 reviews and +80k reads
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Re•sent•ment: The act of hating - no, loathing Justin Bieber. (Yes, I'm well aware that's not the actual definition, but it might as well be . . .) It's been ten years since we've seen each other and the feelings are still as strong. I'm not going to bore you with all the details of how our love was once intoxicating, consuming, and perfect. Because it was . . . until it wasn't. I've been fine without him. I haven't missed his cruelty, his coldness and his spite. And after the ugliest breakup in the history of breakups, I forced myself to move on. Year by year, the feelings I had for him slowly drifted away, but one encounter with him recently changed everything. One encounter made me realize how the heart doesn't forget, and how my mind is going to have to work overtime to make sure I never forget my definition of resentment. ----- NOT MY STORY full credit : N.London

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