You Loved Me Once Novels & Stories

She never even stopped to think if I would survive. She had already changed. She just refused to admit it. "I used to give in easily," I said quietly, "but that was for the version of you who loved me. Not for the version that chose to hurt me." I paused, then met her eyes. "Janice… I don't love you anymore." The love I once had for her had long since turned into nothing but disappointment and pain. I thought I had let it go, but the wound still ached deep down.

"So much so that I don't give a damn about your tears. Likewise, all the love I once had for you." "How... How can you say 'once'?" "Simple. I don't love you anymore."

Let me love you once again.. Let me need you once again.. Let me trust you once again.. Let me see my face.. In your eyes once again.. Let me hold you once again.. Let's try once again.. To love each other Maybe We will find love that was lost years ago.. With the mistake I never made. _____________________________________________________ “Look at me Ana” he whispered...and I looked at his eyes.They were burning with anger..and a little heartache..

They promised that no one would hit me or yell at me again. But gradually, they stopped loving me. My breathing became weaker and soon stopped.

He only spoke after I had exhausted all my strength and collapsed to the ground, saying, "It's not that I don't love you, Giselle. My love for you just faded away." A decade was more than enough time for a love that once burned brightly to be extinguished. Our youth had passed by us, and Zack's passionate love for me had transformed into indifference. I sat on the floor and wiped the tears from my eyes, refusing to believe that he only felt gratitude toward me. Just then, Zack's phone started ringing—Wanda was calling him. He glanced at me and was just about to reject the call when I screamed, "Pick up the call! What else are you hiding from me?"

If you didn't, why did you choose me over Whitney every single time? With every question, Logan's face drained a little more. In this relationship, everyone could see how much he cared about her. Everyone except him. In the end, he had someone take Regina away. He turned back to me. "Whitney, I love you. It's always been you…" I raised a hand and cut him off. Maybe things had been too calm. Maybe he had gotten the wrong idea because we had parted without screaming or tearing each other apart. He thought we could still go back.

She walked over and handed me one. "Everything okay?" There it was again. That question. She knew me too well. I stared into my coffee. Then at the skyline. Then back at her. She smiled softly. "What?" I opened my mouth. Closed it again. Not yet. Just...Not yet. "I love you." Her smile widened instantly. "I love you too." She leaned up and kissed me. Completely unaware...That my world was already beginning to fall apart. That afternoon...While Liam was at work I wandered through another furniture store.

Kiara sat beside them, smiling as she took their photo, as if they were the family of three and I was the outsider. "Then I want Mommy to kiss Daddy." The child's sweet, babyish voice rang out. Kiara's face flushed bright red. "Sweetheart, that's not..." Before she could finish, Vincent kissed her. Vincent smiled at the child. "Daddy already kissed Mommy." Kiara's face turned even redder. I looked away and walked toward the exit, dialing a number as I went. "James, I should've listened to you from the start and never remarried him."

I've tried to warn people who couldn't hear me and fight back with hands that weren't strong enough and pray to things that weren't listening. Twelve times. This time I found him first. This time I built the door and I bought the dress and I know exactly what kind of woman makes Dorian Ashvale forget to be careful. I close the folder. Lie back down. Stare at the ceiling until the sky outside starts going grey. Kill me once more, I think, looking at the dark. See what happens this time.

Reo never expected if his love would be reciprocated so quickly. "Jack ... I still can't believe this, but I love you too." Reo rammed his body into Jack's. They hugged for the umpteenth time. Spilling thousands of longing turmoil that had haunted them both this week. "Me for you, and you for me." Jack muttered quietly. He gave Reo a long kiss on the forehead. "I love you, Reo. Really, this time I'm not lying." "I know, Jack. I love you too."