I Want Nothing To Do With You Novels & Stories

Now, she thought we'd rekindled things while she was ill and unconscious. I didn't know what sort of lies Christopher fed her, but I wanted no part of it. I swallowed my anger as I didn't want to upset Mom. After she'd fallen asleep, I turned to him and said coldly, "Christopher, enough. Don't use my mom as an excuse to get close to me. I told you I'm not marrying you. I don't even like you." The smile on his face froze. He hadn't expected me to be this harsh.

"What's wrong is wrong. There's nothing to explain. We were together for so long, but I took you for granted. I failed you." He let out a heavy sigh, then added, "Debbie and I are over. I'll never have anything to do with her again." I chuckled, but there was no humor in it. "Harvey, don't you think it's too late for all this? If you managed to get my number, then you must already know where I am and what I'm doing now. I have no plans to return anytime soon. Just sign the divorce papers and put an end to this."

Once my schedule clears up after the end of her exhibition, I'll be sure to make time for you. Feeling a tightness in my chest, I couldn't turn around to face Jonah. Still, my voice was unusually pleasant as I replied, "It's fine. I don't need you to make time for me. You can go ahead with whatever you need to do. It just so happens that I have a lot of things I need to clear out and settle anyway." Jonah never bothered asking why someone like me, who favored a minimalist lifestyle, would suddenly have so many belongings to get rid of. He simply thought I had suddenly become a lot more understanding.

~Jionni~ I slam back another drink, eager to drown every feeling that I’ve ever felt in my life. I don’t care if it’s a happy feeling or not. I need the vast nothingness that I’ve been chasing for a long time now. I don’t want to feel, and I don’t want to think. I just want everything to go away.

"Besides, whether you two were a couple or not has nothing to do with me. You don’t need to explain anything to me…" ***

what the f*ck? "The thing is...I don't want you to have to give sh*t up just to be with me. I'm not that...I'm not someone you should wreck your whole life for. You work and don't have to because you want to. Don't give sh*t up for something that you don't even know will work out."

“We’ll do something fun. Anything you want. Movies. Ice cream. A long drive. Something stupid and pointless that'll make you forget today.” I shook my head. “No.” “Why not?” “Because I don’t want to do anything,” I said quietly. “Sometimes doing nothing is worse,” he replied. “I know, but right now? I just... I just want to be alone.” He studied me carefully. “Are you sure that’s what you need?” “Yes,” I said firmly. He sighed. “Okay.” I looked at him in surprise. “Okay?” “I’m not going to force you,” he said. “If you want me to leave, I will.”

This is the first puzzle I've encountered that I didn't want to solve. I don't want to know the meaning behind the look in Cass's eyes.

When I was done picking up, my bangs were clinging to the sides of my head, and I looked whiter than a ghost. The worn-out look disgusted Joseph. "You're a shadow of yourself." Yes, of course I was. His weak heart tormented me. I was no longer the healthy woman I was. "That enough?" I was exhausted. Now, I just wanted to end this and leave in peace. Joseph waved me off dismissively. God, that was what I needed. However, before I left his house, he said, "Teresa and I are getting married next week. Come to the wedding."

"Does this have to do with you wanting to be with me. Are you breaking up with me? Please tell me. " ©#KCMmuoe