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Stefan stood up and scrunched down in front of her. “ Was this all part of your plan too? Was all these just a lie?” Stefan raised her diary in her face and she cried even harder. “ I guess I have no choice but to say this… I don't like you anymore.” “ Please don't leave me.” as she felt her heart begin Beating fast while hot tears rolled down her cheeks. “ I don't like you anymore because I love you goddamnit!” He barked at her while he kept the diary aside and gently wiped away her tears but she wouldn't stop crying.

But all he saw was the selfishness, the manipulation, the lies that had defined their relationship from the start. He let out a bitter laugh, shaking his head. “You don’t get it, do you, Ava? This isn’t just about the lies, or even the fake pregnancy. It’s about everything. You’re not the woman I want. You never were.” He exhaled deeply, forcing himself to keep calm despite the rage burning inside him. I don't love you anymore, I don't think ever truly were. Please just sign the damn papers“

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“The love I felt was gone and was replaced by bitterness. So no. I don’t love you anymore. If not for Jett-Jett, you’re not allowed to enter my life again.” Her knees fell out. I left her. That was what I should do. Leave her.

Love was such a torment. So I lied again. I lied to my heart as if it would suppress down every pain and rejection. I don't love him anymore. _________________________

"Not the slightest." "Giving up is not an option." He sipped, watching her over the glass rim. "Honestly, what brought you here?" He shook his head in despair. "It hurts to see just how much you underestimate my love. Fine, maybe you'll swallow the secondary pill instead; as you know, I'm mentally fucked up. I've been prescribed a whole lot of medications I don't have time for. I hate them. They never worked in the first place...the few times I tried. Then I met you; everything has changed ever since. It's like fate prescribed a better treatment...a cure even." His grin added an extra beam of light to the room.

And that silence says more than any apology he could muster. “I don’t love you anymore,” I say, finally allowing the truth to slip free. It feels strange to say it, but not painful. Just... real. “That’s why I’m divorcing you. Not because of Dolly. Not because of my father. It’s because I’ve spent too long trying to love someone who was never really mine to begin with.”

Looking at his child, I couldn’t help wondering, if my Jimmy were still here, would he be that big now? [May 11. I’m almost out of money. Joan won’t give me a cent. We had a fight. I cried until I could barely breathe. I looked at the window and even thought about jumping. I don’t know how much longer I can hold on. I feel like a sinner.] Joan’s breathing grew more and more labored. Her heart felt as though it were being torn apart, yet she continued reading the journal as a form of punishment. Beneath the entries were countless comments from kind strangers who cared about Jimmy.

"You only injured your legs. Why the long face? Irene lost the most significant opportunity of her life and even pleaded for your release from the basement. What right do you have to complain?" I glared at him, my contempt palpable. "The demon visits on New Year's Eve, and you expect me to believe it's out of kindness? What do you and Irene want from me now?" My voice was hoarse and rough from disuse. Irene had stolen my manuscript, my identity, and, over the years, the affections of this father and son. She had taken everything she desired. I wondered what she could possibly want now. Vincent's expression turned to one of profound disappointment. "Irene never wanted anything from you."

He looked very hurt. "You really have changed, Isabella. I don't know you anymore, " he said, turning around and walking out of the door, muttering to himself. Isabella closed her eyes and thought of her dismal life ahead of her. She picked up her pen and took out her diary from under the mattress and wrote down her feelings. You have returned forever but I can't be happy I can't see you with another, every day, every night Loving her and not loving me I'm doomed for life, there can be no other for me