HIS LOVE BEYOND WORDS

HIS LOVE BEYOND WORDS

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By:  Seojuna  Completed
Language: English
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Humiliated, belittled, mistreated, rejected because of her silence, Emma has no hope for the future. Until she meets Michaël Keller, the son of the most powerful man in town and also the richest. Michaël has everything going for him, extraordinary beauty, influence but above all power, everyone expects him to go out with a girl from his background but he falls irremediably in love with Emma. In a society where appearance takes precedence over everything, how are these two teenagers going to be able to live their love and brave all the obstacles? Between pain, sadness and tragedies, can love despite the handicap survive?

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It's another injustice

I tried to hold on as I saw the ground move closer and closer to my face as if in slow motion, but my arms had become useless, and then a sickening crackle stirred in the air. I hissed, an animalistic sound escaping my lips as a jolt of pain shifted from my outer core to my insides; I desperately wanted to fight back - but I knew that would draw too much attention to my body. So I lay down, as I had so many times before, and a group of girls surrounded me with disgusting smiles on their faces. They all hated retards, they said - they all hated me. And though I hated them too, I didn't lift a finger against them. I knew I shouldn't. So I didn't.A kick to my ribs sent a scream over my bleeding lips, and my watery eyes widened as I tried to escape the pain. My thoughts, though battered, were clear as day. I had either ripped open the earlier wounds or they were swelling again. My head ached, and I silently wondered if there was a sedative lying around somewhere that I could take to keep

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I'm The Queen
The entire storyline of this book is intriguing and urges one to read more. I love your book though I'll like to give an honest review regarding the vocabulary. The first few chapters which I've read so far, have little vocabulary errors, which I suggest you edit to perfect your work....
2023-03-26 07:39:46
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It's another injustice

I tried to hold on as I saw the ground move closer and closer to my face as if in slow motion, but my arms had become useless, and then a sickening crackle stirred in the air. I hissed, an animalistic sound escaping my lips as a jolt of pain shifted from my outer core to my insides; I desperately wanted to fight back - but I knew that would draw too much attention to my body. So I lay down, as I had so many times before, and a group of girls surrounded me with disgusting smiles on their faces. They all hated retards, they said - they all hated me. And though I hated them too, I didn't lift a finger against them. I knew I shouldn't. So I didn't.A kick to my ribs sent a scream over my bleeding lips, and my watery eyes widened as I tried to escape the pain. My thoughts, though battered, were clear as day. I had either ripped open the earlier wounds or they were swelling again. My head ached, and I silently wondered if there was a sedative lying around somewhere that I could take to keep
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Safe at home

My body feels heavy as I open my eyes and realize I am lying in a bed... a bed? I straighten up as if I have been stung and turn to study my surroundings... big mistake, I did this way too fast and now my neck hurts a lot. I raise my hand to massage the sore spot and see bandages on my forearm. Someone has taken care of me. So I decided to find out where I am, and when my mind finally calms down, I recognize the room. A small drawer, a window with the dimensions of an A4 format, a work table with some books and notebooks... exactly as I left it this morning, and a dressing room with no more than twenty clothes. Yes, it's my room, I am in my room on my bed and its gray sheets... as gray as my life. I hear footsteps and turn around as the door creaks open. There she appears, my big sister Jeanne, who, by the way, is my legal guardian. She looks at me with watery eyes and I know she must have cried a lot because her eyes are red... red and swollen. I feel guilty for doing this to
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I need to change my school

My sister had to do and give a lot so that I could see on her sweet face that satisfied and proud smile that meant only one thing: I was accepted into this school. I smile smugly, not that I dislike in the least the fact that my sister managed to find this place for me and thus protect me from my bullies because what my sister does for me is invaluable and I cannot thank her enough. No, what saddens me is the sacrifices she is willing to make for me. I do not mean to insult her efforts, no, it touches me and makes me happy, but the worry is that it makes me feel remorse. My poor sister, who is so young and beautiful because of me, can not take advantage of her youth, she can not even have fun with her friends...if she even has time for that, she can not afford the clothes she likes, and at almost 28 she has not had a real romantic relationship. She tells me she is happy to take care of me, but it does not make me happy to see my sister so lonely and so unappreciated. She fights for
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Time to go forward

It was finally Monday, even if I was a little apprehensive about this new stage in my life.I think of my past, of the fact that since I started going to school as far back as I can remember, the first days of school—back to school—or the rest of the school year has never been what I would call incredible.While others reunited after a long vacation, others, if they were new people, went to make friends. And, of course, there was me.I didn't go to others. I was too shy or fearful because of my situation, or to whom no one came because I was too weird, so of course the first days of class were all alike in my eyes, and in the end, I got used to it -- or not.I'm apprehensive because I'm going to arrive when everyone is already settled. I would have to present it in front of people who will certainly be waiting for me to do it. I would have to suffer the embarrassment of "Oh, she's silent," and if I still suffered the "it's a monster," all these ideas have been bothering me since the da
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Akward

I thought that when students arrived at school, they were all wearing serious expressions. Many kids were gathered in the yard, smiling and joking cheerfully. I felt a little envious of them since I saw myself one day being surrounded by friends with whom to joke around and discuss various topics. In any case, that is not the current issue. My hand begins to feel pressure, and when I look up, I see my big sister pressing her hand firmly against her chest. She simply reassured me the entire time, but based on the expression on her face, I believe she is the one who is most concerned out of the two of us. She must be thinking that I wouldn't feel out of place in this bourgeois setting because all of the students at this institution appear to be so affluent and prominent. Nevertheless, even though I was in my former high school with my buddies, I never felt like I belonged there. Because of this, I much prefer being here, at least for the time being, especially because I have a positive
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First thoughts

I can feel I'm shaking like a leaf, I can't just start doing sign language like that in front of them, they'll think I'm crazy. I feel sweat beading on my forehead and my heart beating faster. I look in front of me and all my future classmates seem to be waiting for me to say something but I don't know because the only thing I can do is act but I'm also afraid to do it.I feel the professor moving beside me and I can imagine his face, which is no doubt similar to those of my classmates – they are waiting impatiently and I imagine being annoyed.What to do but what to do?Suddenly the door opens wide and a young man enters with a bored face, he is rather tall with very square shoulders, and his face is lowered which means that I cannot see his face well under his dark hair but with fine features as I can discern there it looks beautiful - at least what I can think of the term.He passes in front of me and the teacher without saying a word and I find him particularly badly brought up, gi
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A strange guy

Throughout the lesson, the teacher avoided asking me questions or referring to me. It was normal in fact, but at one point I admit, when there were questions he was asking and no one seemed able or wanting to answer, I found myself wanting to raise my hand to do so before remembering that it would be useless.I felt really good in this class compared to my old one where the classes were such an oppressive prison, I couldn't open my mouth. It was bare if I made a sound of breathing so to be noticed in class was never out of life. The girls behind me were going to throw a book at my head and the teacher was going to act like he didn't see anything; so I tried not to be noticed.But here everything is so different, I feel comfortable and even if there is a bit of marginalization it doesn't hurt me because it's quite normal. I'm not a normal student – ​​even if I would have liked to be. It is my desperate need to be included in the group that probably gives me this feeling of rejection.Th
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Auspicious

My heart was going to explode with happiness, no I'm not dreaming I'm in a class where no one looks at me with disgust and everyone seems to think of me as a normal human being. I couldn't be happier than at this moment. Of course, there were awkward situations like when I have to introduce myself, but the situation was easily resolved and now I can enjoy my school year in peace without being intimidated. I look forward to continuing the lessons and enjoying my school year. I can see that Michael is back and just behind him, another teacher has entered. This Michael must have a serious behavior problem because the boy has quite complex expressions. He's either bored, or scowling like just now, or he's playing a weird voyeur by staring at me and smiling like a fool. He seems suspicious to me anyway, but he also seems taciturn, since I've known him – I know, yes, no more than two hours, but the guy hasn't said a word yet. It's not like he's like me or it's just like I thought he was a
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Remedial teaching

I'm getting my things ready for the next day. I've never felt so excited about going to school and I still can't believe this is happening to me. I'm living a daydream. Summarily, I arrived in a school where even if they know that I am mute they do not try to punish me for a fate for which I am not even responsible. I exchanged with comrades, and I was applauded by my acquaintances and anyone other than my sister worried about me. I think I have passed a great milestone in my life. I hear my door click and my sister comes in with a mug of hot milk in her hand. "It's almost 10 pm. You should go to bed because tomorrow you're going to have to get up very early… you know with everything that's happened I haven't been able to go to work lately I feel like my boss is going to sting me with one of those crises so tomorrow I'm going out early… but don't worry your lunch will be ready the same evening I couldn't pick you up…do you think you'll be ok? »I nod, and she smiles at me. "Okay I'
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Michaël's secret

I don't know what to answer or what to do in this situation he is right and I need to take the notes that were taken before me also I need friends but this is not the subject.So if it's so kindly offered I can only accept. I turn to him and nod my head."Good see you tonight then"I look at him doubtfully, he tells me as if he is going to go away and come back. It's not possible, he gets up and hangs his satchel on his shoulder then leaves before the teacher even comes. Why did he even come here? Could it be that it was just to see me and offer me his help that he came? No, I have to make up my mind, I have to come to my senses and not let myself hover over such idiotic assumptions.No sooner had he left than the professor returned. The school day passes quickly and since the morning Michaël has not returned to class.I dare to imagine that he is somewhere in high school and is just skipping class...The end of class rings quickly and I walk through the halls of the school in search o
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