Even If You Dont Love Me Novels & Stories

Even if I don’t get anything back. I love you. And I know you still love me. I believe in us. But in case you’ve totally given up on us, I only wish that you will be happy. Even if it means you’ll be happier without me. You deserve it, you know. You deserve to have all your dreams come true. Whatever you decide, I will support you.

Suddenly, she waved her phone excitedly in front of me, relaying the latest trending news. "Holly! You've finally cleared your name! Everyone online feels bad for you. They're calling you a strong, independent woman. And Elliot, he's different from before. Do you think he actually loves you now? Oh, by the way, he added me on Facebook. He's been asking about you. Should I tell him the truth?" I froze for a moment. Something stirred in my heart, but it quickly calmed down. I shook my head. What did it matter whether he loved me or not? I had left the Cox family behind, and I had no intention of looking back.

“How do you know how I fucking feel? You don’t even know…” “I don’t know. As hard as it would be to hear it, I would be willing to listen. To all of it. But it will never change my opinion that you do not disgust me. That you aren’t meant to be loved. That you shouldn’t be alive.”

I said truthfully, “Go girl, well I heard his hot. I can leave him for your hot ass.” I chuckled, “you know I do not do love.” She scoffed, “well you should be happy I am letting him go.” “you have not even seen him yet.” I argued back literally scoffing, “I thought you know me more than that.” “shut up, I have to drive. I will talk to you later.” “of course, babe I have to go too. Love you.” “love you too.” I ended the call and increased the volume of the song playing. It was hooked by why don’t we. I so love their band and can definitely not forget the day I met them.

“Sydney, have we taken this a little too far? Mr. Hudson won't hold it against us, will he?” Sydney snickered, arms crossed as she took it all in, utterly unconcerned. “Hold it against me? James adores me so much. How could he possibly blame me over such a trifling matter? Besides, I'm carrying his child. That's practically a get-out-of-jail-free card. Have you forgotten how much he used to care about me?” Her friends nodded in agreement, their worries instantly dispelled. Sydney kicked Remi, who lay sprawled on the floor like a dead dog. “Mark my words. Not just anyone can capture James’s heart. Give up that delusion of climbing the social ladder. Since you're so desperate for male attentio

“I didn’t hear you.” I didn't reply, it wasn’t a question. And I don’t really feel like replying. Red means well, but sometimes I feel like he doesn’t understand me as much as he thinks he does. That’s okay, though. Since even if he doesn’t understand me as much, I still love him.

“You know shit about Kaan too. He is not the monster you want me to believe he is.” Dritan's eyes widened as he studied me for a few heartbeats. “You're in love with him,” he then muttered. I blinked. “What? No!” An all-but-hysterical laugh tore through my throat. Dritan smirked. “You're blushing, and you even say his name with such… tenderness. You are in love with him.” I drew a deep breath, trying to calm down. “I'm not going to lie that I care about him… and he cares about me too.”

- Doris, me, what should I do? Doris just smiled again, she poured two full glasses of wine, one she held, the other gave him and then said nothing. Today she wears a baby white flower maxi dress, looks so pure but she doesn't want to be pure today. She is jealous of that person named Agnes, he can give her all the pampering and love, but what about her, even if she doesn't know it, she shouldn't torture her like that. Riffen again added: - I can give you everything except love.

Enough to draw Santiago’s attention. I make a face at the mirror. I don’t care if he’s a donor and multi-millionaire—and he must be, to fund a project like this. That dude was creepy. I don’t want him ogling me. The young security guard… now that’s a different matter. Wouldn’t mind a strip search from him. Okay, that was an uncharacteristically sexual thought. What’s going on with me? I really have been too isolated lately. When I return to my seat, the computer flickers. Odd. It was fine a minute ago. But now the screen is alive with movement.

They were the three people that I wanted to see the least, and I wanted to leave. However, I could only get 15 feet away from them at most. I could not move an inch further than that. I couldn't help the fact that Dad and Cameron both favored Zoe, but why was God biased too? Why did I have to endure such disgust when I was dead? Did God favor that vixen too? I cursed loudly in anger, but there was nothing I could do. I was forced to watch Zoe try on wedding dresses happily while Dad and Cameron complimented her with a smile in their eyes.