51: I'm Okay

SCARLETT

“You mean more to me than you realize. What we had… what we have… it’s different.

The echoes of Damien’s voice were still lingering in my mind, haunting me like a ghost from the past.

It’s been three weeks since he came to see me in front of my lecture room, and I still couldn’t shake the memory of it, the way his gaze pierced through me as he spoke with a gentleness that took me by surprise.

For a brief moment, I allowed myself to believe that maybe, just maybe, he cared about me in some small way. The way he looked at me, the way he spoke to me, the way he was so eager for me to listen to him— it all seemed so genuine, so sincere.

But he wouldn’t stop trying to turn it on me, trying to gaslight and guilt trip me. And even after I left him, a part of me wanted to believe that he would learn the error of his ways and come back to seek me.

But as the days passed and he failed to reach out to me again, reality came crashing down around me like a tidal wave, washing away any lin