Novel & Cerita Hate That

Is that why it hurts so much I hate him I hate him with all my strength

Not only that, but I hate you all ! ....

I hate him so much. 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰 🌝🌝🌝. How?

Elena's fingers curled around the door frame. "And then you walked into that cafe," Julian said. "You looked at me with those eyes and I could see you hating me. Really hating me, not because of what I'd done to you specifically but because of what I represented. And I thought, at least that's honest. At least that's real." She turned slowly. Julian stood in the middle of his study, blueprints scattered around him like casualties. His face was open in a way she'd never seen, every defense stripped away.

I started, but she cut me off. “I don’t hate men, Kade.” She looked up at me, her eyes seemingly to suck me into their cold bottomless pits, “Hate is too simple. Hate implies you care enough to feel something. I don’t hate men, Kade.” She paused, letting the silence thicken. “I despise them.” Her words were like shards of glass in my chest.

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Abyss looked at Mango whose eyes blazed with hatred for him. The feeling was so foreign, and it hurt all the way down into the deepest parts of his soul. Her hatred for him was so apparent that she brought out all the evil in him to the surface. In fact, Abyss had been trying to find out Mango's bottom line and whether or not Mango cared for him, but now he realized that he could not bear it when he looked into Mango s hate-filled gaze. "Katherine, do you think it's justified for you to slander me like this?"

"I hate you". Those were the only words that were constantly ringing in my head as I walked towards the café. My name is Rose and I've always been the pretty girl everyone wanted except this badass of a boy that does annoy me every time. I had promised myself that I wouldn't go back there, but here I was, standing outside the door. My heart was racing as I pushed it open and stepped inside. The smell of freshly brewed coffee hit my nose, and my eyes scanned the room, searching for the person I had been avoiding for the past few weeks.

"If you had been there for Michael, maybe he wouldn't be gone now." Jonathan's heart ached with guilt, his own grief mingling with the weight of his mother's blame. "Mom, I didn't know... I couldn't have known that he was going to be in that situation." “You’re murderer! A killer. I hate you! It’s all your fault.” If words could kill Jonathan would be dead by now. He bit his lower lip and swallowed hard because those were the words he wanted to hear from his own mother. His eyes were a little tearful and like a little child he lookedbat his father asking for help.