Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

The next day, the soft golden rays of sunlight shone bright, waking up everyone that was in a deep sleep.

Alicia got up in a daze but she seemed to have gone through the longest and most difficult journey. She felt like she had just resurrected from the dead and she was in a state of despair.

She got up and went to take a shower. She looked at herself in the mirror in disgust as she grabbed a handful of her hair.

Were God punishing her?

In the past, she had everything. She regarded money as dirt in her eyes and what she wanted the most was love. However, on the journey of love, she got a huge slap in her face. At present, love was still her kryptonite.

Could it be that she was destined not to fall in love with anyone in her life?

Patting her pale face, Alicia took out a gorgeous-looking lipstick and applied it on her lips.

'Alicia, why are you always tempted by a man out of your reach? You should know how it ends, why would you pretend that it would work out? Why are you so greedy? You deserve to be sad!"

She pinched herself hard, trying to wake herself up. She turned her body slightly and her gaze fell onto a black flower.

"Love is not for you and it should have been buried long ago! It's not a big deal, I am sure you can stand up again. Weren't you dead set that you would never fall in love again? Who can be sure that there won't be another Frederick?'1

She kept comforting herself in her mind but the corners of her mouth still couldn't help falling. "Still, I feel so devastated now—"

She was still in love with this man. At least, at this moment, she was!

Love was like a tangling knot to her. Every time she touched it, it restrained her, pulling her down into the deep depths of sorrow. If she wanted to get out, she needed to struggle with all her might, bearing the pain of losing a layer of her skin.

Alicia couldn't help but laugh at herself, "I wonder how many layers of skin can I peel off?"

However, no matter how hard and tired she was and how badly hurt she was at the moment, she had no right to be sad. She didn't even have the right to die. Her father was in a coma because of her. Her mother still needed her. She had to live a happy life.

She sighed faintly and felt upset. Then, she took her car key and went out the door.

gave

a huge claw machine. In the past, when she was rich, she liked to spend her money on the claw crane. Although she would always go home empty-handed, she

few years, she hadn't

she spent her whole morning on

wasted three hundred dollars into it but she didn't even get any comforting rewards. She was so angry with her bad

last two coins, she couldn't help swaying

on earth is wrong with this?" She couldn't get the big ones and she

pouted as she

grabbed her wrist and uttered out of the blue, "You don't even have a clear mind, how

It was him?

smiled with a coin in his hand. "Did you forget me

a top-level doctor who was admired and looked up to enviously

Marshall Clark?

didn't know why this person would always stick to her every time he

around and walked to an empty claw machine on

a proud woman before. Marshall's eyes lit up as he

casting the coin into the machine,

at the cute little dolls in the machine, looking a little

was deeply amused by her

of inspection, Marshall went to buy some coins for the game. He chose a random machine and in less than five minutes, he

this enough to get

he still didn't know her full name yet, not to mention

curled her lips and thought, "Why is he so lucky? I have been spending my whole

took it and spoke, "I'll tell you if you get me

"Deal!"

again with certainty, "Is it the exact same design

was as tall as her, making her look kind of