Chelsey sniffled, putting on a brave front as she asked, "Why does it matter if I had feelings for you?"
"It matters!" Lucas replied decisively.
Chelsey did not want to keep getting involved with Lucas. It seemed pointless, with no outcomes and no prospects for the future.
She steeled her heart and answered, "No, I've never liked you."
Lucas stared at Chelsey, who appeared resolute. He suddenly let out a chuckle.
"You're lying."
"No, I'm not."
Chelsey felt guilty and stubbornly looked away. She dared not meet Lucas' gaze.
Lucas pursed his lips into a thin line while retrieving an old phone from his pocket.
Chelsey immediately recognized it as the one he had thrown and broken in anger.
Back then, she had gone to many shops, asking if they could repair it.
Yet, each one told her the phone could not be fixed.
Now, it lay perfectly in Lucas' hand.
"Did you fix the phone?" asked Chelsey.
"Yeah."
Lucas pressed a button, and the phone lit up, revealing their only photo t
