MY OTHER SIDE.

CHAPTER 020

ARTFOLD’S POV.

I returned to my seat, my head full of thoughts that I didn’t want to bother branching to, of the words we had both said to each other and the last word she said. I remembered what Callum said, in giving her a chance and letting the thoughts of Liana not haunt me again, and in that moment I realized that there was no chance again.

She has figured it out, and her words, “I can’t compete with a dead person,” meant she was not even going to try, move an inch despite the fact that our bodies and souls wanted the both of us together more than anything.

I was fucked up.

And now I have to live with seeing her in my sight everytime and ignore the desperation to hold her near.

Would I survive that? I had no fucking idea, but was it good?

A part of me felt it was, I was never letting Liana go, or the thoughts of Liana. I loved Liana like she was my life, and I still love her like she is. Every day I wake up, I blame myself for putting her with that bastard and going