Novel & Cerita Unreciprocated Love

"One-Sided Love was also called Unrequited Love. Per se that someone you had been liking since you are a child or someone that has been bugging into your mind every day and you can't help the butterflies in your stomach to go wild, that's when you knew that it was an unrequited love. When you confessed and that person didn't even have the same feeling as you, uh, it hurts," Justin held his chest as the students laughed out loud at his joke. He also joined them as he scribbled down something on the blackboard and underlined it.

saying he left. Entering his study room, he sat on the chair, thinking if what he did was right or not. "I did the right thing!" he mumbled. "you can't do this to me!" Haya barged into his study and yelled. "why can't I?" He asked. " I apologized for everything I did, then why are you doing this?!" she slammed the papers on the table. "When I loved you, my feelings were Unrequited and now I want you to feel the same. Before my love was unrequited and now your love is unrequited" He said.

"You are so sweet, Neil. You really are making me fall for you harder. How can you be that caring? You know what, I have been loving you secretly for years, and so now I have finally had the courage to shout to the whole world how much I love you." "You are just drunk -- please stand up, I want to take a rest already." "No, Neil -- I can be your rest. You can rest in my shoulders. I can be your everything." She was wasted to the core. Period. "Feli, I don't want to hurt you right at this moment, so please save yourself and stand up." "Neil, please, love me back." He shook his head dramatically "Love is not about reciprocating feelings, Feli. It does not mean that you love me meaning I have t

"And for me too. I tried to be there for him and to remind him that I love him, you know. Because I really do love him but he doesn't even care about that. He kept moping around and talking about how he loves Diane." "Pathetic," Nicholas commented, earning a glare from Malvika. "Sorry, sorry," he quickly mumbled. "I think I'm just going to continue being there for him and reminding him that I love him. I'm sure one of theses days, he would come around." "Oh, no Malvika, you don't want to do that." "What? Why?" "It's.....I don't know how else to put it so, please don't take offense.....it's pathetic," he said.

Angelina's POV - It's the season of winter and snowfall isn't a exception. I actually love snowfall but sometimes I also hate it, like now because I have to clear all the snow from the front door. This is the story of every winter where my parents never help me out, its just that they order me to clean it up.

We should just believe that it is real and bet our best chips. Love goes towards a constant struggle that requires wisdom and a lot of respect. Based on reciprocity, it lives, breathes and grows stronger over the years, but all according to the steps that couples decide to take. If they stop, the recipe fails, the fun is lost and the crucial feelings go in a new direction. Time passed and I was waiting for the ideal person who truly loved and respected me. I never brought up the subject called Brian again, and supposedly he had forgotten me too. I went back to work and doing what I love most is saving lives and helping those who really need it.

He went closer to her. “Please step back. A woman should not be close to a man,” She spoke quickly. “I have no intention of being with you because you are as disgusting as my aunt. You all used me for money,” She spoke. “I have no intention of being near you, Steve. Please leave,” She spoke and left him there. Steve was angry. He had to have Sara but his debts needed to be cleared. His father told him that Sara had enough wealth left for her by her parents to serve him a lifetime. Immediately he heard of it, he came back to London to ask for her hand.

Abel bypassed them and coldly said, “I have work to do, so I’m not staying for lunch.” Gabriel and Lyla could not make Abel stay. After watching him leave, they looked inside the room. Ruth was sitting on the couch, holding a cup of milk that had gone cold. The milk was like the love in their relationship. If you passionately gave your love to someone, but it was not reciprocated, your love would inevitably fade. Ruth was fearless and always did whatever she wanted because she knew Abel loved her. But a relationship should be fair. If Ruth could not give Abel the same amount of love, she could not accept his love with peace of mind.

She looked past him and at the trees through the glass doors. "We can't force somebody to love us, can we? Even though we would always treat them right and be the best partner, they still might not reciprocate. It's inexplicable." "It's fine if she doesn't reciprocate. But how do I see her with someone else?"

Their tender exchange unfurled within the halls of the mansion, a poignant depiction of unanticipated love intertwined with the echoes of unspoken truth and unwavering companionship. As they navigated the complex terrain of their rekindled love, Jace and Marvis delved deeper into the labyrinth of their emotions. "Marvis, the resonance of our unyielding love has surpassed the echoes of our tumultuous past. It's a testament to the healing power of unspoken truths," Jace affirmed, his voice buoyed by unyielding hope. Marvis, her eyes reflecting the depth of their shared love, echoed his sentiments with an unwavering affirmation. "Jace, our unyielding love signifies the triumph of healing and un