Novel & Cerita I Dont Love You Anymore

"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."

“You talk about breaking up with your mistresses like it’s some enormous sacrifice you made for me.” I shook my head slowly. “But I genuinely don’t care anymore, Sebastian.” And I meant it. That was the frightening part. Not anger. Not heartbreak. Just exhaustion so complete that the pain had finally burned itself out. “Your pathetic version of an open marriage doesn’t matter to me anymore,” I said softly. “Because I don’t love you anymore.” The words landed harder than yelling ever could have. “So there’s nothing left to argue about. You can go back to your world now.”

I LOVED YOU, NOT LOVE. "I don't want you anymore. I don't want you anymore. Your touch isn't igniting anymore. Your voice isn't sweet anymore. The things you do are not cute anymore. I..." He took a shaky breath before he looked into my eyes and said, "You have no place in my life anymore. I don't have the energy to fight with you. I don't want to fight with you. I wish you leave me alone. You are just loud, so loud that I want to run away from you." It's not, I hate you.

"So much so that I don't give a damn about your tears. Likewise, all the love I once had for you." "How... How can you say 'once'?" "Simple. I don't love you anymore."

She was causing herself so much harm and yet I could not feel even a twinge of pain or concern. “I had never loved you Storm. And I'm sorry that whatever we had, hurt you. But I told you from the start, I was already in love with someone else. I had given myself to her completely. You have to let me go.” “She left you and married for money.” “Her mother was dying.” We've gone over this same conversation countless times. She laughed, like a mad person. Her pupils were dilated and her eyes were bloodshot, I could tell that she had taken something strong, a drug.

"So you really don't care anymore?" "Yes. I have stopped caring about you, Landon. I never thought it was possible, but I don't love you anymore. This is stupid. So stupid. Why did I ever buy that damned lipstick? If I had not bought that stupid lipstick, I would be somewhere in my city, right now, probably married to a nice guy already. I would've never known that you exist in this world. I would've slept peacefully at nights. Yes, my life would've been boring, but at least peaceful."

It was too late for that. “It’s too late. Really too late.” I told him, with a voice full of regret, "I am grateful to you for reaching me why love is. But when I gave you all of it, you used up my love till nothing left," I answered. Silenced by my words, Lucas' tears fell uncontrollably. He knew I never lost my temper. He knew seeing me peak this way meant it was a final good bye. I was not going to change my mind. Seeing him cry was sad, but I had moved on from this chapter.

Suddenly, she waved her phone excitedly in front of me, relaying the latest trending news. "Holly! You've finally cleared your name! Everyone online feels bad for you. They're calling you a strong, independent woman. And Elliot, he's different from before. Do you think he actually loves you now? Oh, by the way, he added me on Facebook. He's been asking about you. Should I tell him the truth?" I froze for a moment. Something stirred in my heart, but it quickly calmed down. I shook my head. What did it matter whether he loved me or not? I had left the Cox family behind, and I had no intention of looking back.

And once that happened, there was no climbing back into the grave he called a marriage. "Because I don't love you anymore," I said.

“Because I love you way more than you ever will. Always have. But right now? Right now, I don’t even want to look at you.” . . . _________