For His Sake
UNREQUITED LOVE "I will help you." I reassured him, my lips twitching upward, unwillingly, my heart twisting painfully in my chest. He stared at me intently, as I continued to fidget nervously under his penetrating gaze and in my discomfort, I started to sip coffee. "Then marry me." "What?" I choked on my drink, coughing violently as I stared at him in blunt surprise. "I said marry me." He repeated. "I heard what you said but it's-" I inhaled deeply, trying to calm my raging nerves, before looking at him. "Seriously, have you lost your mind, Edward? This is really..." I trailed off, looking at him incredulously. "You said you'd help me. I am merely asking for your help." "But you love...but why?" I narrowed my eyes at him, my mind going frenzy thinking of what he asked me just now. "Because it's the only way I can get off with this marriage thing and can have my love, Lara." ~ Twenty years. Two best friends. She loves him more than herself. He needs her more than he should. She couldn't deny him anything. And he decides to test her loyalty by asking her one of the most toughest favours she could ever imagine him asking. How will she cope up with it? What'll be her response? Will she break her own heart for him? But most importantly, Will he ever love her the same way she loves him? ~ When Emily agrees to help her best friend, she didn't think that it would end up with her walking down the aisle, wearing a wedding dress. As she gets lost amidst her unrequited feelings and a love triangle, she wonders if she will end up losing all of herself, just for his sake. ~
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