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Don't Forget To Remember

Don't Forget To Remember

Averay tightly embraced Haze, unwilling to let go of him at the airport. "Please... Haze. I don't want to go, p-please let me stay here. Haze..." she pleaded, her voice trembling with tears. Her tears flowed uncontrollably. Her chest tightened as if her heart was being painfully squeezed. "Please, Ave. Just go. This is for your own good. It will only hurt me more if you stay by my side. I don't want to see you crying, Averay. Just go inside," Haze said, his voice devoid of emotion. Haze didn't want to see a woman cry because it reminded him of his mother. "H-Haze... please, don't push me away... I want to stay with you, please... I love you." He gently removed her arms from his waist, turned his back on her, and started to walk away. But Averay hugged him from behind. "H-Haze, I love you! P-Please, choose me... love me instead. N-Not Kreza. Didn't she leave you? Please, choose me, Haze, I won't leave you. I love you... Hajinn." She sobbed, but his heart remained unmoved, showing no emotion. "I love her. I waited for her for so long, and now she's back. We can finally continue the love we lost, Ave," he said firmly. "W-What about me, Haze? What about me?" she asked, her sobs growing louder, attracting the attention of the people around them. Almost everyone at the airport was watching. "Ave, before Kreza, you didn't exist in my life. From the start, there was no Averay who loved me, and I can't love you back. Just go, Averay. It will hurt you more if you see me with the woman I truly love." "D-Do you really love her? D-Did you ever love me, even once, Haze?" Averay asked, her voice filled with emotion. She didn't want to leave; she wanted to stay. But now, the man she loved so deeply was the one sending her away at the airport. It hurt, but he was pushing her away. "I... don't and never did." With those words, her arms dropped to her sides, and she let him go. She closed her eyes tightly and cried. "Haze..." she called out. "Haze..." But he didn't respond. "Haze!" she screamed, but he continued walking out of the airport, ignoring her. "Haze! Haze! Come back here, please! Haze, I love you! D-Don't forget how much I love you!" She collapsed onto the floor, sobbing uncontrollably, letting her tears fall freely down her cheeks. It felt like a knife was stabbing her heart. She had no choice but to let go and leave behind the man she loved. She had done everything-begged and cried in front of him-but nothing changed. His desire for her to leave won out. She stood up, wiped her tears, took a deep breath, and looked at the airport doors where she could no longer see him. A bitter smile crossed her face, and once again, her tears fell uncontrollably. "Haze, I love you so much..." she whispered before turning away and starting to walk. This was it; she had to do this. She had decided to let him go. She could only wish him a happy life.
My love and my heart

My love and my heart

The intense glaring contest between Savanna and Lisa seemed to freeze time for a moment, as their eyes locked in a battle of wills. Each woman's gaze conveyed a distinct and powerful message, reflecting their conflicting emotions and desires. Savanna's eyes burned with a fiery menace, radiating determination and a fierce will to stake her claim in Alex's life. There was an unwavering resolve in her gaze as if she was willing to go to any lengths to be with him. Her eyes seemed to pierce through the air, reflecting her defiance and refusal to back down. On the other side, Lisa's eyes held a mocking glint, almost as if she found amusement in the audacity of Savanna's presence. The confident tilt of her head matched the superiority that emanated from her gaze. Lisa's eyes seemed to pass a clear message to Savanna - a mix of disdain and a subtle warning that she wouldn't go down without a fight. In a swift and determined move, Savanna rolled her suitcase towards Alex's wardrobe, her intention unmistakable. She aimed to fill up the available space, symbolizing her intent to move in with him. It was a bold move, fueled by her obsession for Alex and a desire to be by his side. Yet, before she could secure her place, her arm was firmly grasped by Lisa, who pulled her back forcefully. The sudden halt left Savanna bewildered and momentarily off balance. The air crackled with tension as Lisa demanded answers from Savanna, her voice laced with a mixture of surprise, curiosity, and an underlying tone of irritation. "What the heck are you doing here? And to whom does the suitcase belong?" Lisa's words cut through the charged atmosphere, demanding an explanation for Savanna's audacious intrusion into her space. Savanna's eyes turned even more challenging, her defiance shining through. She stood her ground, determined not to be intimidated by Lisa's presence. "Isn't it obvious?" She retorted sharply, "I am moving in with Alex." Savanna's voice held a mix of confidence and defiance, emphasizing her commitment to being a part of Alex's life. Lisa's initial surprise transformed into a small, self-assured smile that cascaded across her luscious lips. It was a smile that exuded a sense of power and control. There was a glimmer in her eyes that seemed to say, 'You may try your best, but I won't easily relinquish what is mine.' The audacity of Savanna's declaration prompted Lisa to challenge her further. With a raised eyebrow and a touch of sarcasm, Lisa inquired, "Moving into my husband's room?" Her tone conveyed a mixture of disbelief and superiority as if to remind Savanna of the existing bond between her and Alex. Savanna couldn't resist interjecting, a triumphant tone coloring her voice. "Alex loved Lia, not you," she stated emphatically, hoping to undermine Lisa's position and strike a chord of doubt within her. However, Lisa's expression remained unwavering, her composure unshakable. She responded calmly but firmly, refusing to allow Savanna's words to weaken her resolve. "Regardless of that fact," Lisa retorted, her voice cutting through the tense air, "I am still his wife. And you have no reason whatsoever to walk in here and make such a decision. You had better get lost, or I will ensure that happens." The atmosphere turned even more charged as Savanna's anger and contempt for Lisa reached a boiling point. She felt a surge of regret coursing through her, lamenting the fact that Ms. Lillian, Alex's mother, had intervened to protect Lisa from Alex's wrath. In a twisted way, Savanna had secretly enjoyed the thought of Alex inflicting his torment upon Lisa, relishing in the twisted satisfaction of revenge. However, that possibility had been eradicated by Alex's deep love and respect for his mother. Now, with Lisa back in the house, Savanna's mad intention to snatch Alex away from her seemed trapped within her. The whirlwind of emotions and desires swirling within her was stifled by her vulnerable position. An internal battle raged within Savanna as she grappled with her yearning for Alex, the frustration of Lisa's presence, and the limitations imposed upon her. Lisa, fully aware of Savanna's predicament, started to gain the upper hand in this battle for Alex's affection. Savanna realized that her chances of making Alex fall in love with her, disrupting his marriage, and fulfilling her desires were rapidly diminishing. The room seemed to hold its breath as the unresolved conflicts, competing desires, and emotional complexities intertwined. It was a situation that held the potential for destruction or transformation, where love, power, and the intricate dynamics of human relationships collided. The intricate dance between these two women continued, their intentions and desires clashing amidst the ever-growing complexity of their connection to Alex. Yet, as their paths converged and diverged, one question remained unanswered: Who would ultimately triumph in the battle for Alex's heart? W
My professor Inlove with me

My professor Inlove with me

/N : SPG ALERT, I am CURRENTLY going to the said office of a teacher to pass my requirements for transferring here. There were no students walking in the hallway and other passages so I felt a little relieved. 'Mr. monticello' I read the name above the door. This is it! The door wasn't closed so I went in and sat in the chair on the side while waiting for the professor. I waited for a few minutes when I heard footsteps approaching the front table so I turned around. Wow Literally gaping Wait, I'm wrong... Why do we seem to be the same age? I'm only 19 and this professor of ours is like 21. I'm a student. "G-Good Morning Sir." I said and went to where he was. He didn't even look at me and his eyes were focused on the laptop screen in front of him. I wish I was the lap top. joke "Are you Sir Monticello?" "Yes I am." He answered. "Who?" he asked while typing on the keyboard. "Ale'gna Martinez." A-Leyg-You get wet there otherwise... uhum.. "Just put your requirements in this table and leave." Shut up sir! that I turn off you. Stuck! As he said, I dropped the papers I was holding on his desk with a bang. I am known to be honest and I will not allow that to be reduced because of our handsome professor. "What's your problem miss?" he said and OMG he made eye to eye contact with me. Destiny stone? "No sir, my hand is just heavy, bye." I shyly went out and I heard him laugh softly and I saw him shake his head behind me. I just feel it, what?! 3 Months Later...