Love That Hurts II
He was angry for fair reasons. Oliver was miserable about the loss of his first love, which was strikingly cold. “Can't you be nice for a minute? I'm not someone you can mistreat anymore.” She spoke in her eccentric tone.
“I gave it some serious thought, but I'm afraid it’s not possible. I hate you to the core of my heart. I can't bear to see your face anymore.” He smirked cruelly, crossing his hands. “It will be better for you to go.”
“You are right, I shouldn’t have come here. It was wrong for me to think… I just thought… I… I'm sorry,” she couldn’t complete her sentence without wobbling her voice, pushing her eyelids on the balls of her eyes, and tears began to flow, hard. Just sharper this time.
“What? You thought you could mess with my feelings again?” he still
