Romans & histoires Olivia O'brien Hate U Love U

He knew she was obviously lying and was about to speak but Olivia beat him to it. “I'm not here for a chit chat Dave. I have a plan.” Dave arched a brow. “Oh, just like how you had one before striping me naked? I think I'll pass.” Dave waved his hand and walked back to his rocky chair. “You hate Leonardo.” Olivia spoke and this made Dave slightly raise his gaze. Seeing that she had gotten a little of his attention, Olivia continued. “And I hate Camila.. and I think there's a way to get rid of these two people we hate.”

You know what , you shut that disgusting mouth of yours , you do not have the right to talk to me in that manner . And if I don’t Noah , what are you going to do , are you going to hit me or show me the monster that you are . You know what , I am done playing it cool , I am done playing these nice games with you. I hate you , I fucking hate you with my motherfucking life, you lied to me , you decived me , you made me think that there was us and there was absolutely nothing . Did you really think that if you told me that you didn’t want the relationship anymore and it was Olivia that you wanted , do you think that I would be mad for your truth.

Talk to you later. [Olivia] 💦

Sasha's sobs increased, she tightened her hold on his neck "again." "I love you." "Again." "I love you." "Like you wrote for your grandma." "I'm hopelessly in love with you." "Like you wrote at the ending of the letter." "I love you today, tomorrow and forevermore." "Say my name with it." "Sasha Abigail White, I'm hopelessly in love with you."

I gloss over the details of our conversation at breakfast though. “I dunno, he’s just so confusing. It’s like, one minute, he hates me and the next minute he- he-” “Can’t keep his hands off of you?” She supplies. “Kind of, yeah,” I reply, blushing. “Well, Vi, you know what they say: there’s a thin line between love and hate.” I let out a chuckle and say, “That’s taking it a little far.” “Sure, whatever you say. So what are you going to do about it?”

well I have another reason to hate her By now I thought first to check whether is an innocent or culprit but it's enough now she will have to bear every pain for what she has done till now with my country Now the actual game will begin, the game of hate and love. Be ready Ahana because I am going to destroy you in hate with the weapon of love.

Her grandmother immediately rushed over. "Oh, sweetheart." Oindrila threw herself into the older woman's arms. The elderly lady's heart broke as she listened to her granddaughter sob. "They hate me, Granny." Her voice trembled. "No matter what I do, they hate me." Her grandmother hugged her tightly. "I know, my child." "They say horrible things about Mom and Dad." The old woman closed her eyes. Pain flashed across her wrinkled face. Because she knew exactly what Oindrila was experiencing.

Olivia chuckled, “You can't take me off the mission, the master gave us this mission.” “You’ve managed to ruin it. Anytime now Ivan and Mia would race inside here trying to save Javier,” I snapped. Olivia chuckled, “Exactly. You grab Mia and kill Ivan.” I shook my head, “Aren't you supposed to be in love with Javier?” Olivia chuckled wickedly, “I loved him once upon a time and I was willing to sacrifice my life for him but love limits us. Especially when the other person isn't reciprocating our affection.” I scoffed, “So what you're saying in essence is that you're pissed off that Javier doesn't love you, and now you want to kill him out of spite.”

I then shifted the conversation, asking, "Getting off topic for a moment, how are you doing? You seem surprisingly calm after what you told me about Brian and your sister the other day." The change in her expression was immediate; her face softened, and a shadow of hurt crossed her eyes. "I hate Brian and Brandy for what they did to me," she said with bitterness. "I hate my mother even more for always taking my sister's side. I wish they could feel the same pain they’ve caused me." Her voice trembled with emotion as she expressed her feelings.

"Why should I be embarrassed? I gave him life, so he has to be filial to me." Bullsh*t! How can you be so shameless? I don't understand how I've fallen in love with you before? Delilah spat directly on Mitchell's face. "Andrea wanted to lose his temper, but he refrained from doing so." What the hell are you going to say? Hurry up! "Although Delilah hated Mitchell at the moment, she still suppressed her anger and whispered, ""There's something wrong with the orphan I raised.""" What's the problem?