If I Can't Love Her Novels & Stories

I leaned back and looked away as I shut my eyes, thinking back on how hurt my mother has been because of those four letters. “Why can’t you love someone?” I heard Ivana’s tiny voice and opened my eyes. “Not that I am thinking of what you had earlier said, I love Hinn Carlos and I don’t think anything can change that, I just want to know why you can’t love someone.”

She felt desperate for an answer that would solve her problem. "Can you really be with someone you don't love?" So Ra asked, trying to make her change her mind. "Jason begged me to give him a chance. And well.." Lana paused. "He was a bit manic." "Just do whatever you want! I'm leaving." So Ra stood up slamming her hands into the table, she stormed off leaving Lana looking bewildered. ~~~

he asked coldly. She had no idea. Perhaps she could not. After all, how could she fall in love again after falling for a man like him? Meeting his eyes, she did not want to admit it. "Yes, I can do it. If I can love you, I can stop loving you too." His expression turned ghastly before he got up and walked up to her, his height making the pressure all the more intense. "Zhong Keke, you can't do it!" "You're not me. How do you know I can't do it?" Zhong Keke said defiantly.

“How the hell do you know that?” She chewed on her lip. “I don’t.” I rolled my eyes. “Come on, it’s freezing out here,” she said. “No,” I said. “I can’t do this.” “You said you would do it for me. Come on, are you going to stand in the way of me and love?” “Love?” “Well, maybe not love, but possibly great sex?” “Fine!” I said. It would be stupid to go home now anyway. Mom would have a million questions for me about why I came home early.

She hated him for making her love him beyond herself. Next will be updated Thursday, keep on liking and commenting. Pray for me guys, I am actually still sick don't know what's wrong with me but I am not able to recover even after all medication. Till the next adios

Every time I look at her, I feel something that I can’t explain Her smile that is touching my soul and melting my heart, Making me breathe each day I live Tell me what is this if this ain’t love? Because every time my heart says ‘I love you My mind interrupts and says ‘Love her not’

I feel her freeze and I'm worried I've hurt her. "What's wrong? Where do you hurt?" I ask in a panic, taking a step back to look her over. She closes her legs and slips off the desk quietly and starts retrieving her clothes. "Talk to me," I plead. She quickly dresses and I throw my pants on so that I'm not naked for whatever is coming next. She finally looks up at me and says, "You can't love me." "It's impossible not to love you," I say, like it's the most obvious thing in the world.

"I lo-" I came to a halt and shook the thought out of my head. I can't love anyone the way I can with her, no matter how much I need her in my life. That kind of love is a sign of weakness, and I couldn't do that to her. I hated myself for needing her presence but failing to provide her with what she required. I couldn't love her because I was the leader of one of the world's most ruthless and powerful mafias. I'd have to let her go and let her move on eventually.

Hearing her speak in Korean always softened me. “Cut it out, Chel. I’m in a bad mood,” I said, sounding lighthearted. “Do I even need to ask why you’re upset?” she snapped, sharp as ever. I shook my head even though she couldn’t see it. “Listen, I need you to do something for me.” “Ugh! If this is about dragging me to your practice wedding to witness your personal brand of foolishness, hard pass. I’d rather stay here and cry over fictional heartbreak.”

“Stop saying that.” “I mean it,” I snapped. “You think I’m good for you?” She stared at me, eyes wide, voice cracking. “You love me. You said you love me.” “I do,” I said, my voice breaking too. “God, I do. But that’s exactly why I can’t.” She took another step. “Then stay.” “I can’t.”