Happy Forever Romane & Geschichten

I am happy in love. The End.

I finally got my happy ever after. THE END

“Beyond happy.” THE END

Harry chuckled as he reminisced about the past. “Why fight?” Mira quirked her brows curiously. She wondered what enmity her mom had towards Jack. “Because your mom wanted both you and Jack to be free to choose your partner.” Harry chuckled before adding “Fate is curious thing… come to think of it neither of you got a chance to make the choice… ha…. ha… ha…” “We are very happy.” Mira pouted leaning into Jack’s embrace. “Husband, are you happy?” “Yes… very much.” Jack chuckled happily.

And now he was so interested in Felicity. “I find her interesting, that’s all.” He simply replied. “But there are more decent ladies out there. Women who have degrees come from wealthy families. Also, Happy is a single mom. She also works here.-” “So, you were saying that she isn’t?” Jeremy doesn’t like how Mr. Tan describes her, which made him upset. “I-it’s not that… I mean. Happy is not your type. She’s a single mom, and she didn’t even graduate from high school-”

We sway together, listening to the music and holding each other tight. “Are you happy?” Tes whispers in my ear. “I’m beyond happy,” I reply. “Good.” He kisses my neck. I shiver and moan as he continues to kiss me. I can’t say I’ve never had moments of happiness. Every day I spent with Gia and him, away from Colin, I experienced fleeting happiness—moments where it felt like everything was perfect and nothing could go wrong. But it was always temporary. Even as an adult, I tried many ways to make myself happy—the best clothes, a grand car, all the sex I could enjoy—but even that was temporary. This, however, feels permanent. Knowing I’ll wake up to him every day and eventually our children, I’

We lived happily ever after… ~~~~~~~~~ THE END~~~~~~

𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒓 𝒖𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚. ♠ ••• 𝐀 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐟𝐭 𝐞𝐫. Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Tobyyyy, happy birthday to you. Hip hip hip!!! Hooray!!! Camera clicks Laughters and more smiles.

I am constantly getting wasted and high, wasting my youth while convincing myself that this is happiness. Happiness is in late-night bars, in crazy house parties, in make-out sessions, and in alcohol intoxications. Happiness is in every empty bottle of vodka, in every hip I hold, in kiss marks carved in my skin, in the lips of random girls, and in every high and drunken night.