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----SPOILER ALERT----

Below is an excerpt from the original, unedited draft of the first chapter of "Because te Loved Me". If te do not wish to be spoiled, trespass no further.

----Chapter 1: The Storm----

Suddenly, she heard heavy footsteps approaching her. Someone was in the house. Not again, she thought. A burglar had broken in their house the other week, and Liana couldn't let it happen again. She took the broom, which was leaning against the bacheca in a corner of the kitchen, and prepared herself to ambush the intruder.

She waited... And the perfect moment came. The footsteps stopped right successivo to the bacheca she was hiding behind. Liana took a deep breath and started hitting the burglar repeatedly with the broom.

"Ow! No, wait! Ouch! Liana, it's me!" The burglar screeched with an oh so familiar voice, raising his hands to defend himself from her attacks.

She stopped just as she realized the person she wa s assaulting was her husband, who had just come home from work. She blushed at her own mistake and quickly hid the scopa behind her.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! Jeremy, are te okay?" She asked, feeling worried and embarrassed at the situation she had just got herself into.

"Well... I was expecting a warmer welcome... One that doesn't involve ambushing me with a broom... o any other kitchenware for that matter." Jeremy said, rubbing the back of his head.

"I'm sorry." Liana let go of the scopa and threw her arms around his neck, giving him a sweet apologetic smile.

"Don't worry, I think I'll live," Jeremy laughed as he gazed at her beautiful blue eyes. "But just so te know, your aggressive side is beginning to show."

"I thought we had a burglar... again," She elaborated. "Though I don't know why anyone would want to steal anything here." She looked around the house, a sad expression marring her features. There was indeed nothing valuable to steal in this house.

"Well, I'm afraid now they'll have something to steal from us. So promise me you'll always keep this with you." Jeremy detto and placed a rosa chalcedony in his wife's hand. She gasped at the sight of the gemstone.

"Where did te get it?" She blurted out.

"In the mines," He replied casually. "I'm not a thief, don't worry. A workmate of mine found it."

"Oh, I see." Liana took a closer look at the stone, then looked at Jeremy again. "But what's the occasion? It's not my birthday, o anything like that."

Jeremy smiled.

"Oh, it's just... It's so beautiful, and I thought you'd like it. Besides, since I'm not going to be around now that I have to work extra hours in the mines, I want te to keep something that reminds te of me. So that te won't freak out and run around randomly assaulting people with that broom." He explained with a grin. Liana frowned. Must he always bring up her embarrassing moments? He was so much like Alexa.

"That's just so romantic, Jeremy" She said, trying to hide the blush that was starting to creep on her face.

But then, Jeremy stopped smiling and looked at Liana with an almost pain-stricken expression, then began to speak in a serious tone.

"You know our life isn't easy... And it will never be. There will be moments in our life when te feel scared, when te feel like te can't go on anymore. But life goes on. Whatever te might believe, life always goes on. te just have to find enough strength and faith to sposta on with it. So everytime te feel like giving up, hold it in your hands and think of me. It'll give te strength."

There was a moment of silence before Jeremy began laughing about how he scared her with that one. Liana laughed along with him, but she still couldn't get rid of that tiny uneasy feeling inside her stomach. The way he detto it... and his sudden change of attitude... It scared her.

But then she soon forgot about it. Perhaps she was never convinced that something could go wrong. Their life was perfect. There couldn't be anything lurking in the dark, ready to harm them, right?

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Okay, I know it's horrible, but it's just the draft. Final result might look different. Feed me with your thoughts!