Either Hated Or Ignored Lyrics Novels & Stories

he said smoothly, "even when it’s locked from the inside." He clicked his tongue. "I thought you were smart enough to know that, Ivy." My fists clenched. I hated how he said my name like it was a joke. I hated how my desperation amused him. I hated everything about him. With mocking ease, he added, "Calling someone who answers to me… to betray me? That was bold. Stupid, but bold." "I hate you," I muttered, my voice trembling. He adjusted his cufflink, gaze cool. "Save your hate and your energy for tomorrow."

Waiting. Liam eats like nothing is wrong. On purpose. I know him well enough now to see it. He’s giving me space to feel normal for a minute. I appreciate it more than I say. After a while, I picked up my phone again. “I don’t want to ignore it,” I say. “That’s how they get louder.” “I’m not saying ignore,” he says. “I’m saying don’t answer blind.” I nod. “Agreed.” I opened the email. There’s an attachment I didn’t see before. My chest tightens. “Liam.”

Tears fell from my eyes as i heard a name i haven't heard in a while it broke my heart to know that what he wanted wasn't possible not until i finished what i started. I shook my head " i can't luke" i said looking down unto the floor " v.a.n.g.u.a.r.d has Intel on who killed my family i can't leave until they tell me who's done it so I'm sorry but i can't leave with you" i said still looking at the marble floor as we continued to dance." Shhh its ok no need to explain do what you have to do " he said placing a finger under my chin and lifted my head to look into his eyes.

He laughed humorlessly as I hear him walking towards me, he pulled me roughly to look at him, "Do you think you have choices to make? Love, No. Right? Wait, I will give you two option," He began, rubbing his hands together, " First, Get ready, Smile, marry me and be happy, or second, don't get ready, don't smile, don't marry me and stay unhappy when people around here will call you my whore, even tho if I don't touch you, then don't blame me. " "I don't care!" "Really? let's see then the right choice is yours make. " He utters softly, moving back as he called some maids, "Ladies, please, help her to get ready on time. "

I hate that he confuses me I hate that he can’t say he wants me back I hate that he watched me accept the rejection to lose our bond. I hate that he couldn’t stop me.. I damn hate everything! I stuff in the sound to a soft inaudible cry, so that nobody would hear me cry.. it’s heartbreaking and I wish I never met him.

The kind that wraps around your neck and whispers all the things you’re trying not to hear. I imagined his face reading the message. Would his jaw tighten? Would he roll his eyes? Would he toss his phone across the room? Would he come? Or worse—would he not? I could handle a lot of things. I’d been through worse. But I couldn’t handle Liam not showing up. I whispered into my knees, barely audible, “Please don’t hate me.” Because that’s what it came down to. He could ignore me, avoid me, even tell me we were done for good. But hate? That would shatter something in me that I wasn’t sure would ever heal.

"can't I skip?" Swastik asked "No," all the students said in unison "now don't be an attention seeker," Kashvi said rolling her eyes "Fine this song is for someone special," Swastik said looking at Manyata who is in deep thoughts He started singing Ik tu hi ignore kardi Baaki kudiyan mujhpe mardi Swastik sang and got from his seat eyeing Manyata. Main taa gabru jawan sohniye

I suppressed my anger, accidentally bending the cutleries in my hands. … On our way back, I sat in the passenger seat and suddenly noticed a sticker on the seat. It said "Exclusive Seat for My Wife". I immediately found it disgusting. Theo wasn't a romantic person. Once, I wanted to hang a handmade ornament in the car, yet he thought that it would block his view while driving. So I knew that he wouldn't buy something as childish as this. It would definitely be Tiffany's purchase if it weren't his. "What do you think of it? Do you like it?" Theo kept his expression neutral as he drove.

The next thing I knew, I was on the floor. I don't know what I did wrong. He hates it when I stay silent, but he also hates it when I speak. My mere existence seems to disgust him. If he despises me so much, why didn't he just give me away? Why didn't he let me have a chance at another family—one that might have loved me like their own? "Get up."

Complaints came in from the council of elders but I ignored them, all I wanted was to be left alone. I wished the rejection she wanted so badly had worked so I wouldn't have to be so miserable. All I could think of now was her, how she made me feel and how much she hated me. I knew deep down that she was lovable else she wouldn't have helped me escape but she was stiff-hearted and allowed hatred to envelop her mind.