As Asha said Bye to her daddy after than daughter father confession, she hugged him for a long time as if he were to abandon her forever strongly. Not cry, but a storm. Nothing but beautiful figures alongside the love. Not drama, but pure love. Nothing, but a display of dancers that were surrounding them. Not lust, but endless agape. This said, you could not actually give a new insight into whatever you are. However, there is a catch to it: this love could not be fulfilled by normal means. It did exclude any normal confrontation. Because it was not a confrontation, it was a way to embrace the sweet love of life. After all, they were a family.
Ashlee: we will remember you. I really need to take care of my newborn. You are the best, my love. You represent the wholeness of masculinity. Even so, it does not mean you are escaping from me. That said, this could not actually hold a lot of things that we have for accountability. Do not worry! We will handle everything perfectly according to what we have seen these eons. Nothing should happen the way they claimed, especially that bitch. I really hate justice. Nothing good can come from her. She thinks she is so righteous. May you cross her way, my husband…. It is just worrisome.
Wives: we love you. You do not how much we will miss. Really, your presence is not just vital, it gives us life. For all that, we will love you with no regard to the actions of our enemies or the jealousies of actors. This said, we will love you with no regard to the outrage of certain parents or the boredom of certain friends. For all that, we will love you no matter what is served in the world's cafeterias or what game is played at each and every recess in this eternal splendour of shiny ego. In this life, we will love you no matter how many fire drills we are all forced to endure, and no matter what is drawn upon the blackboard in blurry, boring chalk. However, there is a catch: we will love you no matter how many mistakes we make when trying to reduce fractions of the castle, and no matter how difficult it is to memorize the periodic table for our children according to what you have been trying to teach us
For all this love and eternity, we will love you no matter what your locker combination was, or how you decided to spend your time during study hall. In this sense, we will love you no matter how your soccer team performed in the tournament or how many stains I received on my cheerleading uniform that you gave us the last time you stole our cherries.
Lloid: HAHAH! Father. I will show up for it. I really need you to tell me the very owner of death. Well, I really need to tell you something good: the confirmation that being a human means you can have evil thoughts, and that you can be weak sometimes, the second that people try to look away from that, their hearts become ill in the unique way of life for those who dream of life. A man of knowledge live by acting, not by thinking about acting. That is why you should hear me: this need to live by principles. However, there is a catch to this: you need to go by the best bases.
Jessica: why would you do it thou? That does not reflect anything. Really, there is nothing that I could tell you to convince of my sacred love for you. I've come to the conclusion that there are no set rules in life. Initially, you do what you have to do to survive. That said, If that means running away from the love of your life to preserve your sanity, you do it.
If it means breaking someone's heart so yours doesn't break; do it. Life is complicated — too much so for there to be absolutes. For all that, we are all so broken. Indeed, pick up a person, shake them around and you'll hear the rattling of their broken pieces. Pieces our fathers broke, or our mothers, or our friends, strangers, or our loves. Even so, it does mean that it diminishes my love for you in the insight of what we can actually do. The thing is, I cannot dream of the only desire of love in the early covers of life.
And when she at last came out after saying all those words, her eyes were dry like dry fruits in the desert. In essence, her parents stared up from their silent breakfast at her. They both started to rise but she put a hand out, stopped them. For real, I can care for myself, please, and she set about getting some food. So this :They watched her closely.
Jessica has stopped rattling quite as much as she used to the way a lady would do with the love of her father. In other words, love is a God-given tool, she tells me in my dreams. To be specific, It screws things back in place that were loose, and it cleans out all the broken pieces that you don't need anymore. The other thing might be that I believe her for our love has been fixing each other and also I hope to only hear a tiny jingle when I shake her in a few year. For all that, this version of Jessica remains unique to the strangers.
As they went away, something was becoming true in their heart, they would miss him with eternal glow. To prove a point, they really dreamed of being with and walk by his side.