The Opposite Of Love Is Indifference Novels & Stories

"It doesn't feel anything. That's the point. I genuinely don't care whether he's in prison or out. He's just, background noise now." "That's growth right there." That night, Liam holds me while I process the day. "Did you want them to grant parole?" he asks. "No. Yes. I don't know. I wanted to not care. And I think I succeeded." I look up at him. "He congratulated me. On the wedding. On my happiness. And I felt nothing. No anger. No satisfaction. Just, nothing." "Indifference is the opposite of love." "And hate. Indifference is the opposite of both." I curl into him. "Tomorrow I marry you. And Ethan's parole hearing becomes just another thing that happened on the way to my real life."

He opened the beer and passed one bottle each. "Guys. What's more strong? Love or hate"? He started the conversation after a moment of thinking. "Depends. If it's to revenge, then hate. Otherwise Love". Conrad replied. "But what if we are not sure about Love"? Noah asked. "Baby you can't hate someone if you have never loved someone. Hate never comes alone. It's always the other side of Love, like two sides of a coin". Conrad said. Noah looked into his eyes. "But..."

“I think you have it twisted. This is for revenge, I need to see him suffer. To feel the same pain that I did.” “Noted,” Erlan said, the amusement returning to his tone. “But mon chérie, the opposite of love isn’t hate. It’s indifference. You hate him, but you still care. Take it from me—there’s a very thin line between love and hate. You never really know when they intersect.” His voice was silk over a blade. My free hand curled into a fist. “Ugh! I don’t know why I’m surprised. You’re his friend, so of course you’re just as infuriating. Calling you was a mistake.”

Besides, you're the type to be really cold and distant on the outside, but in fact your feelings on the inside are likely the strongest! Luna stared at Melody with a determined gaze. "If you really didn't care about him, you'd just treat him as a business partner and not bring your feelings into this at all. "You're refusing to work with him because you loved him deeply before, but he unknowingly left scars in your heart. You know, people do say that the opposite of love isn't hate—it's actually indifference." The more Luna analyzed, the more heartbroken she felt for Melody. She then stepped forward to hold her best friend's hand, comforting her.

" Love is really like that. The other one will make you feel that he wants you. You will fell for him. Then in the end, you didn't know that he's just lying. We didn't notice that we are just one of his victims. But not every time love will stay that way because love is sacrifice. Love is a sacrifice that every person commits. The opposite of love is not hate. It is indifference. Because indifference is the absence of love. Is it because sometimes, we become blind to those who want to make us feel what genuine love really means.

"I hate to say it but our argument wasn't leading anywhere. "I've lived a life without compassion and kindness. Those who ought to have loved me never did, never gave me the time of the day even. I've seen people who claimed to love others but yet did the most inhumane things to them without even an ounce of remorse. So maybe, love isn't everything. Kindness and compassion is" she snorted.

Keir continued, “Isn’t it difficult to take care of him all alone?” I didn’t understand why he was so concerned about my personal life. But, I used to feel a comfortable and homely feeling around him, even though my heart used to be in intense agony. Our memories used to torment me whenever I was with him. ‘Love’s opposite is not hate, it is indifference.’ His indifference and unawareness about my existence were killing me. I replied without thinking much, “Yes. It is very difficult. But, he is the only happiness of my life. I can do anything for Ashy.”

For another man. Her father may not be the bestest husband in the planet, but she knew that her father loved her mother dearly. Na kahit pa sa huling hininga nito ay hinahanap-hanap pa rin nito ang ina niya. She had asked her father how and why he still loved her mother that way. His answer baffled her. He said it was because he promised to love her mother until the day he dies. She honestly thought it was bullshit. How can you love someone who was unfaithful to you? Worse, how can you love someone who was not in love with you? "It's happening in a month. And I want you to walk me down the aisle," patuloy nito habang patuloy na nakatuon ang atensiyon nito sa pagkain nito.

Indignation overtook Meg as she struggled to remain calm. "I never gave you hope," she continued, her voice laden with regret. "I never invited you into my room. I woke up and you were there, as if you had a right over my body and my life. That's not love, William, that's possession, that's a power game you're playing." William looked at her for a moment, his eyes full of disdain. "Love is a luxury that few can have. And an orphan like you, with no family or last name, would never find a better match. You'd better be grateful for this opportunity and stop playing hard to get."