Novel & Cerita Being Friends With An Ex Who Hurt You

With him, I felt included—like we were the same. << Can I ask you a question? >> I signed hesitantly, adjusting my posture again. My chest felt very heavy and my thoughts spiralling. He smiled warmly. "Go ahead." I sigh heavily, rethinking before I went on << If someone’s ex wants them back and they tell you about all the ‘fun’ they had together, is it okay to get mad? >> Viktor tilted his head thoughtfully before answering. << Yes and no. We're all human, so getting hurt is expected. But understanding the situation and choosing not to stay mad is a choice. You can't blame someone for something that happened before you were in the picture. >>

I looked at her and sighed, “I don’t think I’ll be able to today.” There was an apologetic smile on my face. I knew Amanda was my ex, but first, she was my best friend and even though things ending between us had cost me a lot of pain, I just couldn’t bring myself to hate her. “Can I get your number then? Maybe we can meet up sometime else?” she said hopefully. I didn’t have it in me to refuse her so I punched in my number on her phone and a part of me hoped that she would ignore it and forget about it later on.

I know that every human being cares. The whole split is just a cruel, ugly situation and I don't know how to make her feel better. I do know that I want to choke her ex for doing this to her and making her feel this way. My friend deserves better, but I'm worried now it'll be harder for her to see that because of the damage he has done. Her phone dings and she picks it up. I'm not about to glance over and see what the message says, but I hear her sniffle softly and know whatever the text is, it’s not good news.

Even though I got another chance at life, I can never forget what my old self went through. It's a pain that would stay with me for the rest of my life. And now, all the people who did that to me want me to live life with them like nothing happened. How is it easy to forget something like that? Agatha was really powerful enough to use them all. I got a message from Gina at the moment when I still felt so angry. I didn't reply but blocked her instead. Even if she's nice to me now, it doesn't erase the fact that she was part of those who hurt me. How could I even get together with my enemy? When did I become friends with her?

I'm sure everyone must have made a mistake like that, once, when they were drunk. I took a deep breath to cool off the anger flaring inside my chest. “I can drink and do whatever I want Ike.” “Is that why you are dressed in that kind of dress?” his gaze flicked to my chest. “That is none of your business. I am not your concern.” Not anymore. Thank the stars for that. His eyes darkened. “I am your friend and as your friend whatever you do concerns me,” he muttered. Whoever said you can remain friends with your ex after a break up has no idea what he is talking about. Especially when your ex is an overbearing, secret loving beta.

He smelled like the gym and anger. "Tomorrow is the fitting," Marcus started. He tapped his pen on the desk. Tap. Tap. Tap. "The world thinks you two are siblings now. The 'Pure Angel' and the 'Reformed Son.' That is the story. If anyone asks about the past, what do you say?" "We say we were kids," I said. My voice was flat. "We say it was a summer crush that turned into a friendship." "Wrong," Marcus snapped. "You don't use the word 'crush.' You don't use the word 'summer.' You say, 'We’ve always felt like family.' You say, 'Roman has been a rock for me during my rise to fame.'"

"We couldn't talk at all since you came back from New york. So I thought why we do not talk before you leave again. We miss you. I know you have your own life now but you are our only daughter, it's hard to stay away." I hugged her, "Mom, nobody is telling you to stay away but it feels like you want to say something else." "Are you okay?" She was serious about the question and I was confused. "Yeah, why are you asking that all of a sudden?" "Your friend is marrying your ex. I know you are in a relationship with Alex and you are happy but it's going to sting. The feeling of betrayal is unavoidable." "I wasn't fine at first, honestly. But everyone moves on in life. Our relationship won't be th

It would definitely be an unwelcome part of our friendship. "Thank you," I say without looking at him before I climp the stairs to my room. How funny was it, that after four years, my ex-husband ( in my mind not on paper) and I were trying to be friends? If it would work, it'll be safe for us if there are no feelings to rekindle. I speak for myself when I say, a relationship is likely not to bud from my end again. A man is only allowed to hurt a woman once.

Kyle said vaguely. Such nice and pretty words but with no real intention behind them. He didn’t want to keep in touch, and to be honest, neither did I. Hanging around my ex was not really my thing and I never believed in a friendship after a breakup either. At least, that sort of relationship never worked out for me.

I clapped my hands naturally as I tried my best to smile and laugh along with the other people in the crowd, while a part of me shriveled up and died a silent death on the inside. That day my best friend married my ex-fiancé and marked a bright start to their future while at the same time, putting an end to years of friendship and love that I shared with the two of them ever since we first met during our first days at university. I wanted to believe that I was a forgiving and kind person and that one day in the future I might look back on this moment and find it in me to wish them well. The pain that tore at my heart and the hatred that swirled in my belly told me that that day would not com