I Don T Love You Anymore Novels & Stories

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. _________________________

sadness? "Why do you bother searching for someone you've rejected? Do you think I'll be foolish twice? I'll never accept you in my life. I'm content with my new life now. Never show your face again." I stood up, ready to leave, when he said, "Remember our first dance together? I made a mistake just once. Why can't you let go and come with me? What do I need to do?" "I don't want you anymore. Let me make it clear: I despise you with passion. The more I see you, the stronger my hatred grows. So give up."

"You don't want to feel this way anymore." "I don't." "I don't either! But there's nothing you can do about that--but you didn't have to make it worse!" I try thrashing away from him, but his grip tightens again. He pulls me closer until our bodies are flush against one another, and I scream as my heart skips a beat. "I don't want to feel for you anymore-I don't want to keep loving you if you love her. I can't do it all-I can't lose everything and keep losing you too. I don't want to love you!"

“You wouldn’t?” “No, of course not honey. I love her. Still do. And she does love us back you know. In her own crazy way. I wouldn’t lie to you. I am heart-broken. But at least I know I tried everything. I know it’s going to be difficult for the first two or so years. But eventually I will get over her. I mean nobody died of unrequited love, right?”

When he finally spoke again, I exhaled without realizing I’d been holding it in. “I never wanted to speak to you again,” he said sharply. “Max is my family. If you love me, you should love my family as yours. But your behavior that day—” he paused, voice tight—“it showed me you just didn’t care. Or maybe you didn’t love me enough.” I opened my mouth, trying to explain. “I—” “Let me speak,” he hissed, cutting me off.

As if he couldn't comprehend how his words, his actions, could have caused such pain. "James Ferguson," I said, my voice trembling, a mix of anger and despair, "not loving someone isn't a sudden decision. It's the culmination of countless disappointments, a slow erosion of trust and affection. A quantitative change that leads to a qualitative one. Believe it or not, I truly don't love you anymore."

"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!"

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.”

“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.

Alex arrived home and Jeniva called. He ignored her call. After the incident of the scandal outbreak, the engagement was called off. Then realising that she was sleeping around with other men while she was dating him, it was a complete turn off for him. He cannot keep the relationship, it cannot be salvaged. He knew a lot of celebrities have secrets they cannot share with anyone, especially using their body and face to achieve their goals,but he thought Jeniva would be different. He can't really say that he loves her in person. Whatever he had for her, was completely Isabella's love. He loves Isabella and only transferred the love to her cousin Jeniva.