I Stopped Loving You Years Ago Novels & Stories

You were certain I would never leave, so you humiliated me again and again at our wedding ceremonies. "Cole, from the moment my heart gave up on you, I stopped loving you and stopped hating you. "This is where our story ends. I'll consider those ten years a lesson fate forced me to learn."

On the day of our graduation trip, my girlfriend suddenly went silent for half an hour. I didn't hear from her until just before I went through security. "Nicholas, you go ahead and board. Blake and I got upgraded to first class at the last minute. You know his back isn't great. He'll be uncomfortable in economy." Blake Walker was my younger brother in name, and every trip was the same. Whether we flew or took the train, Tiffany Spencer always made sure he got a first-class or business-class seat, while I was left squeezed into economy or a regular train seat. Even our carefully planned trip to the northern coast had been changed to a beach resort in the south simply because Blake casua

"We've been together since we were eighteen. We fell in love at first sight in front of the college library. You told me yourself you'd never marry anyone else. Twelve years... you can't just stop loving me! How can you just erase everything we had?" Watching him cry, a cold smirk touched my lips. "Yeah, twelve years," I said evenly. "But you seem to be forgetting something. All those past feelings? When you refuse to cherish them, and when I stop loving you, they just become useless garbage. I took my love back a long time ago. Right now, you mean absolutely nothing to me."

Just because I refused to kneel and apologize to my wife's lover, she went so far as to send me to North Maia, saying she wanted to make me suffer. I endured unimaginable hardships to make my way back from North Maia, covered in wounds. No sooner had I returned to my home country than I was thrown out by the bodyguards my wife had arranged in advance. She said to me viciously, "Liam Sullivan, who gave you the nerve to compete with Harold for my favor?! Let me tell you, without Harold, you'd never have had the chance to become my husband."

I would rush over every single time I found out that Daphne Quinn cheated on me. I would take pictures, record videos, call the cops on her lover, and even get into fistfights with him in public. At one point, I even stripped her lover naked in front of a crowd for everyone to see. When Daphne cheated for the 13th time, I was actually already on my way to the hotel when a message from my boss suddenly popped up. He needed me in Asheville pronto to handle an urgent project. I'd been working on that project for over a year. Hell, I'd practically staked my entire career on it. I stared at the screen before turning the car around without a shred of hesitation. I finally made it home after

There was no point hiding it anymore. "These things happened to me once," I said. "I died thirty years from now, and you were the last person I saw." I told him what followed that night: my sister's body, Father's accusation, the marriage forced on us, and thirty years of silence. I did not describe every humiliation. I did not tell him that on the first Christmas after our wedding, I waited at the far end of a long table until the candles burned out and he never appeared. I did not tell him that on our twenty-fifth anniversary, I prepared divorce papers but never delivered them because Father threatened Antonia's family. I told him only that I died in winter at fifty years old, and that he

“Melanie I don’t do love, I am not capable of loving anyone, I can’t love you back, so stop loving me, stop please” “I can’t stop, I have no control of how I feel towards you, I have no control, if I do I would have stopped loving you a long time ago, I would have stopped loving you when I was on my internship. I would have stopped loving you when I saw you making out with Amy, I wouldn’t have loved you again when I crashed into your car, but I can’t, I can’t stop loving you Carl, I just can’t” “What internship? Who is Amy? What are you talking about Melanie?”

Nathan: “Did I ever tell you that I love you?” Crystal’s heart throbbed, and it radiated pain into her bloodstream until she hurt from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. “I thought you stopped loving me...” she whispered. Nathan: “How can I stop loving you? I have loved you since I was sixteen, and now you tell me that you are going to marry someone else. What do you want me to do?” His voice began to tremble with emotion.

Harry said, trying his best to make Anna understand that they love each other and they are meant to be together. "No, Harry, we once loved each other and I think that is in the past, even though I still have good feelings towards you, I don't feel the same, I don't love you, I know that you are going to get hurt by this but you should stop thinking about the past and move on in your life, so you will be happy," Anna said, again as she can tell that Harry is drunk right now and she wanted to help him get back to his sense. she just doesn't want to give him hopes by talking indirectly and just wanted to clear out everything so he can forget her and move on in his life.

I said firmly "You don't know!, Well here is what I know, I know I'm stupidly in love with you, madly in love with you, and to be sincere Loving you has done me more harm than good. You hurt me countless times. You breaking up with me over text, over fucking text!. You lashing out on me at SPEAK!. You telling that pink haired bitch that I'm no one!. You calling Caroline and I bitches!. You telling me to stay the fuck away from you!. The list goes on and on!, I don't even know why I'm still fucking in love with you, you an --" "Then Stop!" I couldn't control myself as I shouted, cutting her off. If loving me is so fucked up for her, she should stop, stop loving me "What?" She whispered, how s