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When the rays of the morning sun hit my eyes, the only words that left my mouth were, “Madeline!” For reasons unknown, I just hadn’t been able to get her off my mind since the previous night. From the moment I received that letter, I had been thinking about her. I was constantly hoping that someday the same words would come out from her mouth as well. Since Madeline had already confessed about loving me, I was sure that there will be a day when she would go further and show earnestly to our relationship. That’s all I wanted. Since the moment I have been engaged with her, my desires regarding have only heightened. Whenever she’d do something, I’d hope for more. Isn’t that what love is? It’s like falling into a pit. Loving someone enables a certain set of habits. You end up doing thing