Give me a meaningful love or a beautiful death!

I-" Irsa took a careful breath to steady her words. " I have felt alone for most of my life. Until you." She placed the shell on his chest. " But I promise I won't feel alone anymore. I will never forget." She stood on shaky feet. "I will always remember." "I love you Rahim al-Din Walad . Thank you for loving me in return.

You deserve someone who will feel you at her side without needing to see you. And I've only felt that way about one boy.

Because of everything that happened, I've learned to love myself more," she said. And is that not the best gift any trial in life can give you? The power to love yourself today better than you did the day before.

To me, you are magic.

I don't feel jealousy. I feel rage.

Men were the worst kid of heroes. Riddled with flaws they refused to see.

For the wonder of a first love can never be matched.

Because at that moment, with the press of Rahim's lips to hers, with the touch of his tongue sending wildfire through her veins, she knew she would always be home here. With this boy. In this moment. In this time. And that her heart would never be lonely again.