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In the end, she pulled me out of the darkness. But my grandmother passed away. Zoey accompanied me to hold the funeral. My parents never showed up. I had long given up on trying to contact them. Naturally, Zoey and I became lovers. After graduating, I went straight to work at her company. In the past, I didn't care how other people teased me. But today, it was Zoey who spoke that name. That shattered my self-deception. Later, Zoey fell into a deep sleep. I sat on the balcony, gazing at the window, and spent the whole night smoking.

I gave him myself! And he throws it away like this? I felt hot tears dripping down my face like a tap turned on. "That fool!" "That fucker!" "I'm gonna teach him a lesson!" "How could he?" Max kept yelling and screaming in anger but I was lost. I couldn't feel my body. It was like I was in a pool of nothingness. I guess this is what it feels like to be in an unrequited love. I've always heard stories and read books about the pain in it but I never knew that one day, I would be feeling it myself.

"I don't think that's a good idea, but I appreciate the offer. I've tried to move on for years, and nothing has worked. Finally, I decided to go for it and tried to get his attention. I thought being loved by him, even for a short while until he found his mate, would still be better than not having him at all. He wasn't interested." There was a heavy silence between us as I admitted my pathetic story of unrequited love. A witch fell for a beast who was fated to another.

Why was it always making me unable to do the right thing? “You want to leave, don't you? Now is our time to run.” Henry said, changing the topic like he wasn't hurt at all. It made me feel even worse. I had experienced unrequited love for most of my life and I knew it hurt like a bitch. It made me sad that I was the one putting someone through that now. Should I just try? Should I give it a chance even though I wasn't feeling anything? Wouldn't that make me even more a bitch?

She tried to hide her tears, but they fell uncontrollably as she was walking farther and farther away from him. Damien was etched into every corner of her heart and soul. His absence would leave an unfillable void inside her. This unrequited love was going to destroy her. Even though he loved her, they could never be together. Someone had once said that unrequited love is like a dead and useless organ. It does not perform any function but kills the body and soul bit by bit. It’s more hazardous than a disease. One can cure a disease but a defective soul can't be fixed.

Yet, each shared moment, each conversation, was a constant reminder of her heartbreak. She sought solace in her art, using it as a means of escape. She began a new project, a series of paintings representing different stages of unrequited love. She painted her loneliness, her longing, and her heartbreak. The paintings were a narrative of her feelings for Mike, a chronicle of her journey through the tumultuous sea of unrequited love.

Tracks of melted snow, or perhaps tears, streaked down his cheeks. I took his hand in mine, sighing softly when I noticed the fresh scars crisscrossing his wrist. "I used to think unrequited love was the end of the world. But now I get it. The world keeps turning, no matter who walks out of your life. You'll move on, eventually."

CHAPTER 75 Unrequited Love Unrequited Love - a love or feeling that is not reciprocated or returned back 75 That night, I found myself sitting inside a bar all by myself with another glass of whisky on my hand, contemplating about how life has been really unfair to me. Totally ridiculously unfair to me.

Poor Mr CEO, he must cried his heart out but one thing I am so sure of is that he will get over it eventually because that's how unrequited love works. I remember when I lost all contact with Jared, it felt like a one - sided love. Imagine being in love with someone but unable to hear from him, talk more of being sure if he still feels the same way for you. It's like I was left alone in a relationship and I already got over him already, I moved on. Finn had better move on too. It's just a matter of time. “You’re really not mad that I literally caused this silent treatment between you and Finn” Evelyn asked again for the zillion time that day while we were waiting at the bus stop.

"I still love him. After all this time, after everything... I still love him, and he will never love me back." "Unrequited love is not a weakness," I say. "It is proof that you can feel more than most people ever will." Rhea laughs softly. "That is one way to look at it." She looks at me sideways. "Have you ever been in love with someone who barely knew you existed?" My heart skips. I want to laugh at the irony. She would never know, would she? "Yes," I say, voice flat. "I have." She studies me, like she wants to say something more, but then she just shakes her head and turns her gaze to the forest. For a moment, neither of us says anything.