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Chapter 15

Penulis: Abby
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Eleven Years Ago

*IVY*

We were inseparable. Movies together, his football matches—I never missed a single one of his gigs. Jace was slowly becoming himself again, and I was proud. I felt like I was helping him heal, even just a little.

He was my best friend.

And also… my first love.

That feeling I got when I was with him—warmth, safety, butterflies tangled in knots—it was everything. But to him? I was just his buddy. His best friend. Maybe someone he trusted, but nothing more. Still, I held onto that sweet ache in my chest.

He never played with my emotions. He never led me on or treated me like I didn’t matter. He looked out for me. Protected me. Honestly, what more could I ask for?

Except… love.

And even though I knew it probably wasn’t there, the bittersweet ache of unspoken feelings still stung.

Should I tell him? Should I just come out and say it?

It had been four months since we became close. Jace barely mentioned Sofie anymore. Her name was a ghost he no longer chased. He smiled
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