How To Unlove Novels & Stories

Then the door clicks shut behind him. I’m alone again. I curl into a ball under the duvet, clutching it tight against my chest. I’m trying to stop loving him. I really am. But it’s so hard. It’s like trying to stop breathing, stop existing. How do you unlove someone who’s become part of your DNA? I’m so stupid. So pathetically, hopelessly stupid for still loving him after everything he’s done. But I can’t seem to snap out of it. No matter how hard I try.

Malvika pulled her bag and luggage after her, walking out of the airport. She had no idea what to do or where she was going. But she knew she couldn't go back to New York. Not anymore. She could never call her sisters again, at least not for a long while. She had blocked their numbers and even blocked them on all of her social media including F******k, I*******m and Twitter. She was starting a new life. Maybe after a while, when she had settled down, she would finally call them to apologize. She would tell them that it needed to be done and that she had no choice. But for now, all she could do was ghost them.

I asked. It didn’t change. I didn’t change one bit since I bid goodbye. I still think about him every night before I go to sleep. I still think of him first thing in the morning. I still cry whenever a memory of us flashes unexpectedly. I’m still irrevocably in love with him. I hate it but how can I un-love a person I was used to loving forever? He’s my first in everything and I was extremely happy with him. Moving on isn’t an option because there was no other choice. He doesn’t remember me and seeing me would only make it worse for him so I had to let go. I had to distance myself from him.

How the hell can I undo this? "I was just trying to apologize." Something flashed in his eyes. Anger perhaps, "I was trying to be nice with you. It bothered me how you got hurt because of me...." "Then, stop doing things that you know can cause me harm. Since you are such a big shot and your fangirls are running around... so, please avoid me. Even if you found me anywhere, ignore me." I ruthlessly told him. Shock took over his face. I am sure he is probably wondering how I can speak so much? I was practically shaking when I talked to him yesterday and now look at me... shouting at him. Wonderful, Arcane Miller.

He had assumed that maybe Vincenzo was treating her well but was shocked to learn that his behavior hadn't changed at all. "No ", Anna said as she broke down in tears. It was then she realized that if she and Vincenzo were meant to be they would have been already. "Can I fix whatever it is that's making you feel like this ?", he asked her. "No you can't unless you know how to unlove someone who keeps hurting you ", she said as her hands covered her face. Vincenzo had broken her. "It's okay you'll learn to unlove them someday it doesn't have to be today ", he said as he pulled her closer to him.

How to just end everything as if it meant nothing in the first place? How people do it? Leave one and go into another as if it meant nothing as if everything inside wasn't calling to be with them. How do they move on? How do you forget someone who was the only person you ever loved in your entire life? How to just pass it over?

Jack said quietly. “How?!” I screamed, my voice cracking. “How do you forget the person who taught you how to breathe? How do you un-love someone who is written into your very DNA? If you have the cure for this, Jack, tell me. Because loving him feels like dying in slow motion, and I don't think I have enough of me left to survive another day of it.”

"Of what?" "Of seeing him and feeling something. Of realizing that revenge isn't enough. Of" I stop. "Of breaking your heart." "You won't." "How do you know?" "Because you love me. And love doesn't work like that. You can't just un-love someone because you see your ex." "Can't you?" "No. Trust me. I've tried." The admission surprises me. "When?" "Every time I saw Julian at Harvard. Every time I watched him with you and wished it was me. I tried to un-love you. Couldn't do it."

“I am a Mafia, Althea. I can’t love. And you can’t love me. My mother made that mistake.” I shook my head, crying harder. “Then tell me how to undo it. Tell me how I’m supposed to stop. Because how am I supposed to unlove you?” He looked at me for a long time, shaking his head slowly, his expression shattered. And in that silence, I knew he didn’t hate me. He hated himself.

or hidden beneath guilt, control, or denial. I shifted gently into the network. Not simplifying. Just speaking truthfully. “The people you love will always have power to affect you deeply.” Silence spread immediately. One aware pattern whispered quietly. “That sounds dangerous.” “Yes.” No avoidance. Another pattern asked carefully. “Then how do we stop love from becoming control?” A long pause followed. Because the answer mattered deeply. Finally. I spoke softly. “By remaining able to hear ‘no’ without turning love into punishment.”