Novel & Cerita Not In Love Anymore

Travis said questioningly as he watched what was happening. This is another one who is also good at acting. I almost thought he didn't really know me the way he stare. "What are you talking about? Do I really need to play a loving couple with you?"Travis said as he frowned as he stared at me. My eyes widened at what he said. I know he was very angry with me seven years ago, but there was nothing in our conversation that he will forget that he is married and he himself did not sign the divorce paper that I gave seven years ago.

“Don’t act like you’re innocent, Mia. I saw you with my brother. Holding hands. Really? He’s not me. He’ll never be able to satisfy you. He’s a fucking coward. Couldn’t pick you up from a fucking floor, baby. You know you’re only playing games with Dane because he looks like me. And we both know how much you fucking love me.” “I do not love you,” I say, the words loud and clear, with so much conviction my bones shake. He scoffs. “You loved me enough to have my fucking baby. Or did you forget that?” “What we had was not love,” I say. “Yes, you gave me my daughter and I will always love her. But you? You left us, Dex. You left us at that hospital, you left us after every game to go to her. You

"Mia, no one would ever want me. Not after what my family did to the pack. Going to the ceremony is just a waste of time." Mia frowned and sat beside me. “That’s not true. No one even talks about it anymore. People have moved on, Sera.” I breathed out deeply. Maybe the world had moved on, but my heart hadn’t. It had been two and a half years since my parents betrayed the Nox Pack. Two and a half years since they were banished for their crimes. And my brother… he ran away and never looked back. Since then, I’ve stayed quiet, kept my head low. I didn’t want attention— good or bad.

"You just got used to having someone waiting on you. A backup plan who'd never leave. "You don't love me. "You just can't accept that the guy who used to orbit you finally walked away." I picked up my wineglass and finished it in one swallow. "I don't love you anymore, Amanda. "And I don't even hate you now. "Get out."

asked Aaron. Irene remained silent for a while before muttering, "Why is my life like this?" Irene inquired quietly. Aaron was just silent until finally Irene said, “I want a marriage. However, once I got it, I ended up living with someone who didn't love me." Aaron remained silent. He knows how much Irene loves Noah, how much she struggles to approach Noah, and how those hopes are dashed when Irene learns that Noah is finally dating Suzy. He could feel Irene's agony at having to live with someone who never loved her.

She wanted him to snap out of it. Joel smiled. He had never been so clear-headed after all these years. He finally understood that she no longer loved him. The love and care from the past would eventually dry up—just like this rain. Joel said, "You should be more respectful and accommodating to Christopher from now on, Tina. Don't offend him, or Rachel will take it out on you." Tina was shocked. "Are you getting a divorce with Ms. Rachel, Mr. Lewis?" Joel shook his head. "I'm not."

In some strange place between life and death. My eyes wander to the window, he’s there exactly where I left him months ago. Sitting in a chair, his eyes open staring out the window but I know he sees nothing, unmoving, he’s been in a catatonic state for the last ten years, his mind broken. Nico and I had grown beyond close the first few years after we lost Rowan and Amelia. We were the only one’s who could truly understand what each other was feeling. We were angry, full of fight, full of fury, working together determined to bring Rowan home and wake Amelia but each year that passed chipped away a little of each of our souls. We began to drift from each other too.

We’re not in love. And we never will be.

That explained why, when the Morettis cornered Celeste, he had rushed to save her. Darius claimed he loved me. Yet, even after being reborn, he had gone crazy trying to save her. That wasn't love. It was nothing more than possessiveness, born from the fact that he couldn't have me. In our past life, the hatred between us had already drained whatever love remained. This time, the best thing we could do was go our separate ways. I snapped back to reality, yanked my hand away, and met his gaze with icy calm. "I don't love you anymore, Darius. This is the last time I'll say no. If you cross the line again, I'll end this partnership too."

He held Zoey in his arms like she was the last fragile thing in the world. "I don't love her anymore," he said, voice shaking. "Just... please, save her. Please... Tell me how to make her live." Dr. Willow had sighed then. "Sometimes... hate lasts longer than love." And so, the two of them spent the next ten years locked in this endless war of love and hate. Ten years of cutting each other open, over and over. Dr. Willow let out another breath, heavier this time. His feet carried him back to the wedding hall... and the moment he stepped inside, something cold, heavy, and suffocating wrapped around him.