I Don't Love You Anymore Novels & Stories

Just hollowness. My gaze met his again, but this time, it had hardened. “Victor,” I said, my voice calm, almost gentle, “my love for you was never an excuse for you to hurt me, to ignore me, and to grind my feelings into dust.” The words hung between us. I paused, then let a faint, resolute smile curve my lips. “And anyway…” I said softly, “I don’t love you anymore.” The words felt strange, because I couldn’t pinpoint when they had become true. Maybe it was the day I walked out and saw the world without chains for the first time.

I informed him which made him look in front before gearing back the wheel. I chuckled before slowly fading my smile. “But now, I just want to know if he loved me once. Nothing more and I would no longer want to be back on his arms.” I shrug my head before flashing a little laugh. “I don’t know but I feel like he doesn’t owe me such feelings anymore. It seems like I don’t care anymore whether he loved me or not. I seriously don’t know now.” “Maybe because you are not into him anymore now.”

"I cried. "You're right, I loved you so much but not anymore. I don't feel anything like love for you in my heart." "I know you're joking. I mean the world to you. We can't live without each other. Tell me this is just a plank." Laughing, "what did you just say? That you mean the world to me? Actually if I can be honest with you, you really mean nothing to me. I don't love you and I don't hate you. You're just there like a used polythene paper."

"Why are you doing this?" "Didn't I tell you to be quiet and wait at home?" Zavier continued. Nayla looked at Zavier with the remaining courage within her. "You know exactly why, Zavier," she said with a steady voice. "We can't continue this relationship anymore." "I have already told you that I feel unloved and unappreciated." Zavier shook his head with a harsh movement, his expression filled with disbelief and anger. "You're making a huge mistake, Nayla," he shouted, his voice rising. "We can solve this problem, but not like this!"

"But I don't need you anymore. Whether you love me or hate me, it doesn't matter to me. I've started a new life after leaving you, with a new partner. He treats me well. He's made me feel what it's like to be truly loved." I spoke calmly," So, I don't need you anymore. Do you understand? There's no point in coming to me every time you find a new answer or discover some insignificant trace of your feelings for me just to tell me you still love me. "It's unnecessary. To me, listening to you say these things is nothing more than a waste of my time." Shayne seemed genuinely shocked, as if he couldn't believe I had no feelings left for him. He stepped forward urgently, trying to grab my hand. "Ar

He might have reserved the position of his Donna for me, but his heart was no longer mine. My phone rang again, and I picked it up to hear Leo's hoarse voice on the other end. It sounded like he had been crying. "Are you done with your games?" I lowered my head, tasting bitterness on my tongue. "I'm not playing any games here, Leo. I don't love you anymore because I've recovered. The sanatorium’s treatment was effective. Thank you for sending me there and making me realize that life is easier if I stop loving you. "You can forget the promises you made to me, and I'll pretend never to have heard your swear in front of my parents' grave. Let's end things and liv

"Nessa told us to cremate her once the study was done and to scatter the ashes into the sea. She's far away from you and Cameron. She never wants to see the two of you again." She sounded very calm, but it was a bigger blow to my father than anything that had been said previously. He stumbled and fell to the ground. His lips trembled as tears streamed down his cheeks, and he muttered wildly, "She hates me… She hated me until the moment she died…" I did not want to see him in that state. I turned around, but I saw Cameron standing there, looking as pale as a sheet. He seemed very hurt, and it made my heart twist bitterly.

Aria teased. Philip flushed. “Aria… do you still believe in love?” Aria went silent, turning to look out the window at the sky. Blue skies, free-floating clouds… that had been her dream during those six months in prison. Freedom. But now that she was truly free, her heart no longer had a home. “I don’t know,” she murmured. “Maybe… I just haven’t met someone who can make my heart race again. Not with this body… Who could ever love someone like me?”

A longing, maybe. I ignore it. “But that was then. This is now. I don’t love you anymore. So, no matter what you do now changes literally nothing. Just like it didn’t change you.”

I can't! I can't afford to lose my eyes to you. That's why I didn't personally say all of this to you. But I'm not assuming that you will feel the same too. I just want you to know for the last time that I love you so much. Since then. Since we are in High School. I'm not assuming nor thinking that you will love me back. I know I'm hopeless. Hopeless for you to love me back. So, maybe it is better if I will just go away from you. Maybe it will be better for me to just forget all about you.