Nice Quotes After Break Up Novels & Stories

"Should I still be in love with you even after we’ve broken up?" He stopped what he was doing and raised his eyes to meet her calm, almond-shaped eyes. There was no panic in those eyes he knew so well but an unperturbed calm instead. However, the calmer she was, the more uneasy he felt. Her lips parted slowly, and her gentle breeze-like voice was as calm as her eyes. "Yi Jinli, since we’ve broken up, I won't fall for you, love you, nor do anything for you. If they irritate you, then it's probably hard for me to keep you from getting angry."

he added and wiped her tears again. Nathan was just rejected, but he felt lighter although there’s still the pain pricking inside his chest. He couldn’t force his love on others, no one should. “Don’t cry. I didn’t confess so you could mourn for my broken heart. If you feel bad, just make sure to get that lucky bastard back,” Nathan told her. He pinched her cheeks on each side to make it look funny. “Smile. Don’t overthink it. I won’t leave your side until the day you’re filled with happiness and smiling like this,” he continued and drew a smile on her lips using his fingers.

“I forgive you. You know why? Because I love you.” “I’m not here to apologize.” “What?” “I’m breaking up with you,” he stated. “What?!” Ashley yelled. “I’m breaking up with you,” he repeated. “I heard you the first time,” she snapped. “Nicholas, how can you do this to me?! After everything I’ve done for you?! After everything we’ve shared together?!” “I’m not sorry for breaking up with you, Ashley. But I’m sorry if this hurts you by any chance.” “If?” Ashley scoffed. “You think I won’t be hurt by this. How dare you, Nicholas?!”

Said she also prayed they are nice, and didn't want heartbreak. I replied with a little motivational quote that I don't even know the meaning and she sent back a laughing and crying emoji. I then went ahead to tell her that I and Victor made up and his ex-wife was back. Okay, That sounded like incoming chaos. I did give two shits after all.

I replied, taking a sip of my wine to appear casual. "I... you and I have been together a long time... and..." Here it comes... "And... I'm just not happy anymore. Jay... I think we should break up," he finished. And there it was. Just like the wine glass that I let slip through my fingers, my heart was completely shattered.

] The post contained nine private couple photos spanning our five years together, accompanied by a lengthy, venomous caption: [Wayne Sanford, you lunatic! Just because I stopped loving you and chose Pierre, you weaponize my private life with these disgusting, underhanded tactics? You destroy anything you can't possess, and you call that love? Today I'm telling the world: the man I love is Pierre Hamm. He is my beacon light. I will protect him with everything I have. I will never let a selfish, controlling monster like you hurt him again.] The internet flipped once more: [Another twist? So, the man was the one scorned and flew into a jealous rage?]

Later, I told her the truth that I actually disliked both strawberries and cake. She immediately pulled out her phone, wrote it down in her notes, and promised that she would never forget. It had only been a year, and that promise was already gone. The blazing sun burned my skin, but my heart still felt cold. I gave a bitter laugh, walked back in, and announced that the wedding was canceled. Then, in front of everyone, I cut up the wedding suit I had worn 52 times. That was when I finally realized that it was time to end this five-year relationship for good.

“You and I are not that close, and this is not supposed to hurt me, but it does.” “I’m sorry,” I try to sound sympathetic. “It’s okay,” she shrugs. “So, that’s it, I’m breaking up with you.” *Professor, I need something for the pain of my fourth rejection.* I text Professor Malino, and she instantly replies with *You found another mate?* and a laughing emoji. I retort with an emoji whereby I roll my eyes. “Leo? Did you hear what I said?” “Just say ‘Leo Asclepius Brown, I reject you as my mate’.”

His presence was like a gust of fresh air in my suffocated world, urging me to seize this opportunity. Despite myself, I bit my lip and typed quickly before I could overthink it. “I’m not one of your students. Just a person trying to figure out love and relationship after rejection. Sorry to hear about your break-up. I hope you are doing well.” I hit ‘send’ and looked at the screen, exhaling like I had completed a hard task. Behind me, Lilly purred from the windowsill, curling up with a lazy flick of her tail. I turned to her and sighed.

“What happened there?” Fresh tears spilled down her face. “He broke up with me. Six months ago. Said I was boring. That all I had to offer was sex and drama. That I had no brains. No substance. No kindness. No real value as a person.” She wiped her eyes. “He said he’d made a mistake leaving you. That you were the better woman in every way. Then he left.” I should have felt vindicated. Satisfied. But I just felt sad. “I’m sorry that happened.”