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she teased, removing her hand. Neither of them spoke. Amaan stared at her side profile while Raina was looking at the distance as if waiting for him to acknowledge his feelings rather than running away. It was a long time after he spoke. “But I hurt her. She hates me now. It breaks my heart to see her in pain because of me,” he confessed, his inner turmoil palpable. “Listen to her voice carefully; it will help you find the answers,” Raina advised, closing her eyes and enjoying the breeze. “I.....love....” the voice muffled.

“I’m supposed to follow that instinct, to be with Karin, but temper the rest. How does that make sense?” “Do I really have to explain the difference between love and hatred, or love and anger? If it’s destructive, keep him in check. If it’s rainbows and hearts, then kick up your heels and go with it!” Ansel felt his stomach knot. He shook his head. “I can’t go through it again. Losing her.” “What makes you sure you will?”

Why does it hurt like it always do? He knew he hate her but also love her, he miss her when she was not around and feel angry when he sees her, he had been thinking of a name to give his feelings for her but now, he has finally gotten it, he loves and hate her and their marriage was nothing but a LOVE HATE RELATIONSHIP. End of book one.

I cut her off immediately as I glared at her back. “Don’t bother saying anything. I already understand that I’m unfortunate, and you hate me, and you think I don’t deserve to live, and blah blah blah, so you don’t need to say anything.” I said. “Besides, I don’t think I want to hear your voice ever again because the hatred is now mutual.” I said and clenched my fists now. “You hear me, Anika? I hate you with everything in me!” I voiced as sudden tears started to race down my cheeks. “You betrayed me, Anika. You ripped my heart open when I thought we had the best friendship,”

angel had remembered what she and zhul talked about at the tournament. "Darlene is a nice girl, but I can't give her the love she truly deserves" zhul said sadly. "So, do you still love anica?" Angel asked afraid of his answer. "No, that day at the shop was the first time I had talked to her, I don't love her, I hate her." "You're lying" angel said firmly. "I do hate her!" "No you don't and you're not over it!" Angel yelled. "If you were, then you wouldn't be so angry or say that you hate her. If you were truly over anica, you would forgive her or at least listen to her"

well I have another reason to hate her By now I thought first to check whether is an innocent or culprit but it's enough now she will have to bear every pain for what she has done till now with my country Now the actual game will begin, the game of hate and love. Be ready Ahana because I am going to destroy you in hate with the weapon of love.

I hate him so much. With anger in my heart, I ripped out the sheets and threw out everything one after the other. All these while, he had only told me that he loved me because he wanted to have sex with me. He never cared about my feelings and neither did he care about me. He lied over and over again even after telling me that he loved me. How could he be so cruel and wicked. I hate him. I hate him so much.

I want to get angry. I want to scowl at her. But I don't want to see hurt in her eyes. The last time I burst my anger at her, I said harsh things to her that made her cry. I know from the very start that she is not at fault but I still said bad things to her and I decided to hold my anger this time. I love her. I love Anastasia. I love her all my life. She belongs to me and that won't change. This time, I will fight for her. Even if she says that she doesn't like me anymore. I will make her like me again and again.

Feeling the flame of jealousy burning in the pit of my stomach "Oh please, I can't take this anymore, what would you have me do? You call me a slut and all sought of mean things to me, you refused me hanging out with anyone and even took my job away from me, and even when my body reacts even to your own touch you're still angry with me, hear me, I do not want to love you, I hate that I love you, I tell myself plenty of times to quench any feelings I have for you but my heart just won't listen to me, you're the devil himself and I hate you", tears streamed down her cheeks as she ranted and I allowed her to rant, my brain couldn't process anything farther than her statement of, "I hate that I