You Loved Me Once Novels & Stories

Apalled Nero decided to talk at that very moment. "I will not find my mate, Sharon is the only woman for me. I love her when she smile, when she cry, when she talk and even when she try to ignore me. The every fiber of my being is in love with her. I had tried to control my feeling toward her but I can't. I simply can't. All my emotion just explodes within me everytime she is around me." Gordon could no more help the tears he has been holding since morning to fall down his cheeks.

I cried with joy and swore that I would make it up to him, that I would love him properly this time. When I opened my eyes again, Jace truly stood before me. I stared at him greedily, but something felt different. He said he didn't like me? No—no, that wasn't right. Jace loved me. That was when I realized he had been reborn too. He distanced himself from me, pushed me away, and no longer cared about me. Yet I kept searching for proof, obsessively and desperately, that he still loved me. In the end, I failed.

I came outside and said " Where I don't have to see you. " He smile and took me inside with him holding my forearm. " What are you doing? Leave my arm. "He moved his hands in the air and said " I loved you , I ducking loved you. You betrayed me. " I smile and said " You are right Dalyn you only loved fucking me. Expect that you never loved me and We are nothing. Like you said in college. You and me there is no we. " He came closer to me and said " You think you can take away the memories you left here? They will going to hunt you like they are going to hunt me. "

"If you were a number, it'd definitely be one, Ciara. You'd be the only one I could lean on, the only one I would burn the world to the ground for, the one I could ever love, offer my heart and soul to without regret or question, the only one I'd choose over my pack any day any time, one whose laughter could bring me joy, the only one whose sadness could make me ever ready to rip anyone to shreds if it meant I could see you smile and the only one I would race through the depths of hell just to get to. You would always be one, Ciara. My one and only for all eternity. I swear it to the moon and all forces of nature. My love for you knows no bounds. Not because of how I wronged you or how I owe

he added quietly. And then— “I love you too, baby.” His words wrapped around me like a blanket on the coldest day, washing over the ache in my chest. For the first time in what felt like forever, my racing heartbeat slowed, and I let myself believe, even just for a moment, that maybe we could still be okay.

Benson was obviously a little unconvinced. "Of course, if I didn't love you, how could I have been with you three years ago? Don't you believe me?" Jenny pouted unhappily. Of course, she really did not love Benson, and the reason why she was with him three years ago was also a moment of boredom. Seeing her upset, Benson hurriedly stated, "Of course, I believe you, baby!" Jenny tried her best to calm Benson down at last. The two of them made love once more, and Benson was satisfied to let Jenny go.

The comments I posted were instantly drowned out by the furious online discussions of strangers. My eyes gradually blurred as I stared at the phone screen. The words became unreadable to me. Inside my mind, however, a clear and resolute voice sounded. "Go die. No one here stands with you. Your fiance has abandoned you, too. After you die, you can reunite with your mom and dad." I slowly stood up and touched the photo of our once-happy family of three. After a long pause, I made a painful decision. I tore off the protective cover of the frame. Then, without a moment's hesitation, I used the sharp corner of the frame to slash my own wrist.

“Love was never on the table.” “Why? Because of that loser Daniel?” she pressed. “Are you really letting that fool dictate your view on love?” I turned my gaze away, “No, of course not,” I said, rising to my feet. “This has nothing to do with Daniel or that I never gave your men a chance. You are actually right they are nice men but I have no heart to offer any man, it stopped beating four years ago” I plainly stated and requested her to change the topic or I was going to leave.

His principle applied to me as well. When I was first sent to war five years ago, I had a few brushes with death. At that time, I missed him like crazy. After going through layers of bureaucratic approval, I hopped on an illegal vehicle and returned to Kingsfield from the border. By the time I arrived, I had worn through several pairs of shoes. All I wanted was to see him. When I went home with giddy excitement, George pushed me away. Without the slightest concern for how exhausted or disheveled I looked, he coldly rebuked me. "Ivy, you've violated the rules! If it happens again, I'll have to report this, you being my wife or not."

My chest tightened, and my hands itched to force the truth out of him. I pushed on. “Do you remember the gardens? The afternoons we ran until we collapsed in the grass? Do you remember the nights I cried, and how you were the only one who hugged me?” “At least try, try and remember something”. I screamed out of desperation. He gave nothing back, just a small tilt of his head. My chest burned with anger, frustration, and despair. The boy I had loved and trusted for so many years was gone. In his place stood a calm stranger, acting a part that didn’t feel real.