How To Hate 소설 & 이야기

A tear streamed down her face as she gazed at me. "I clung onto hope that one day this will all come to an end." My heart sank as Rachel shut her eyes and tears continued to stream down her cheeks. "Remember, Rara, hate isn't created; it is planted. You cannot simply erase it, but you have the power to change it. It's up to you to decide what you want to transform it into: anger, fear, sorrow, anticipation, or even... love."

Hate her. The very thought of her makes my pulse hammer in my ears. I can taste the metallic sweetness of pure hatred on my tongue right now — sharp as acid, bitter as burnt coffee, sweet as revenge. I could kill her, and it wouldn’t even feel like a crime. It would feel like setting something right.

Hatred is one of those emotions that arises when a person loaths you. You despise that person to the point that even the most insignificant actions on their part infuriate you. That person is my father. I abhor him. I am appalled by his brazenness and how he interacts with others. Simply say, I despise him. A part of me wants to love him so badly that I often think about the times in the past when we had a healthy relationship. Still, those happy days never seem to come to my mind anymore because of how cruel he is.

"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.

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.

He was already kneeling, but seeing his daughter turning red from lack of air defeated him completely. “I know you are angry, but you won’t gain anything from your revenge. Hatred will only burn you from inside, and even if you avenge your sister, it will not give you peace. We can talk this out, son. You can re-open the case and even get Ziniya arrested, but what you are doing—” ​ Kabir cut him off. “Hatred is too small a word for what I feel for your daughter. She took more than my sister that day. Death would not give justice for her crime.”

“We just don’t talk about it. It’s normal to want to hurt people who hurt us.” He hadn’t been making sense. “Did you hurt someone?” “You take all those drops of hate and put them in a bottle. Drop by drop. Hate doesn’t evaporate—it’s like oil. Then one day, the bottle is full.” “What happens then?” “It has to be emptied.” “Bobby, did you hurt someone?” “How else do you get rid of the hate?” He had tugged at his cuffs. They had been stained—dark, unmistakable. “Is that blood, Bobby?”

The stupidly, arrogant bastard. I got my test results back and as expected, I’d failed the test. Now, I have no other choice than to work extra hard to not fail this course. How convenient. My day was going way smoother than I had expected. It had all been roses and sunshine since I stepped out of the house this morning. ~~~~~ “I hate him, I hate every inch of him and now I’m dealing with this predicament because of him!” I grumbled under my breath as I walked into the house and slammed the door shut behind me.

“I didn’t think anyone like you could ever be a part of my life.” “Because you didn’t deserve it?” She asked. “Honestly, yeah…” “When did you start to change? When did you stop disliking me?” The question was unexpected and it caught me off guard. I thought carefully before I answered. “I think from the beginning, it was hard for me to stay focused on the hate. And it was mostly because you were so good with Valerie and she instantly clicked with you too. You never treated her badly because of how I was treating you. From the first day, you treated her like she was yours. And you were so kind to me despite everything, that it was hard to dislike you. I was constantly fighting with myself. Th

" I know you love him so much. But just accept the fact, the reality. He won't love you or accept you as his brother. So why are you still....I wonder how you can forgive and still love him even after he did this much. How could he lock you outside the whole night in the cold and then starve you until he thought you would really die. Does he really have a heart?" "Dae...I won't tell you to hate him. But Just don't mind him. Ignore him. Let people enter your life. Why can't you just let yourself be happy. Why should you suffer because of a person who hates you. Just fight back. There will be a lot of people to stand with you. Or just let us fight for you. Aroon will never ever change his beha