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27. The Apology That Was Not
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The Boy I Forgot to Hate 27. The Apology That Was Not
"Julian."Elena said his name quietly, and that was worse than if she had shouted.He put the two paper cups on the windowsill because his hands would not stay still."She said..." He stopped. Started again. "She said, 'Ask yourself why your brother has not stopped staring at her.'"Elena looks him dead in the eyes.Her brain was quietly taking in small details that she had previously overlooked, quickly and against her will: When Arthur's eyes held a little too long on the dance floor, when he asked, Is it? And surely, a stack of Borobudur notes on Professor Santiago's desk."And you told me it was only threats," she said."Yes.""Why?""Because I did not want it to be true." The words spilled like a bullet, like whenever he was afraid. "I thought if I said it out loud, it would become real. I thought I could watch him and make sure.""Watch your brother in secret, and leave me to guess?" Her voice shook. "Julian, this is not about Arthur. We made one rule. You decided what I could h
The Boy I Forgot to Hate 26. What He Did Not Say
Valeria's words followed Julian out of the ballroom like a splinter.Ask yourself why your brother has not stopped staring at her.He pushed them away. It was past midnight, his knuckles hurt, and the girl beside him had just stood in front of three hundred people and not broken. Valeria could keep her poison.Outside, the cold hit them hard. The hotel steps were empty, lit by one yellow lamp. Elena sat down on the second step, took off her heels one at a time, and let out a long sigh."I have wanted to do that for three hours."Julian sat beside her. His jacket hung from her shoulders, too big, the sleeves covering her hands. She looked small in it. He tried not to notice."Can I ask you something?" Elena said. "When did you decide to pull the cable?"His ears went warm. "At forty-seven.""Julian." She turned to face him. "You could have pulled it at ten."He looked at the street. "You said you were not ashamed. I wanted to hear the rest."For a moment, there was only the wind. Then
The Boy I Forgot to Hate 25. Forty-Seven Second of Torture
00:03.Elena could not move. Her feet felt stuck to the marble floor, and every sound in the ballroom quietly disappeared.On the giant screen, a girl leaned toward a boy and closed her eyes. She looked content. She looked like someone who did not know the world was watching.00:09."Elena." Arthur's hand tightened around hers. "Come with me. We can leave through the side door."She looked at him, and then at the people around them. Three hundred faces. Some were shocked. Some smiled behind their hands. Some were already lifting their phones. In the crowd, Ingrid stood with her mouth open, her eyes wide and worried.If I run, they will remember me running.00:14."No," she said."Elena—""No." She pulled her hand free. Her fingers were cold, but her voice was steady, and that surprised her. "If I leave now, this will be the only story they tell."She walked toward the stage.The crowd opened in front of her. Her emerald dress whispered across the floor. She could hear her own heartbea
The Boy I Forgot to Hate 24. Don't Wake Me Up
Julian knocked on Elena’s dorm at six in the morning. She opened it with messy hair and red eyes. She had not slept all night. Busy thinking about Lucia’s offer."I changed my mind," Julian said out of the blue while holding out a paper cup. "Hot chocolate and an unhealthy amount of marshmallows."A grin formed at her lips, she took it slowly and whispered. "You remember that?""What? Of course." He faked a cough. "I mean, you have a very particular taste in everything, especially if it's about your hot chocolate."Elena almost smiled, she sipped it while savoring the lingering taste at her palate. "Why now?""Because I read that forum thread all night." His voice was rough. "I can say no and watch her hurt you. Or I can say yes and stand next to you when she tries. But I have three rules.""Three what?""One, you can stop this at any time. Two, nobody says a bad word about you near me. Three..." He looked at the floor. "I will end things with Valeria. I never said yes to her. I only
The Boy I Forgot to Hate 23. The Uninvited Guest
Elena was too shocked to move.On the other side of the glass, Valeria Montes lifted her phone and waved it like a small flag. Then she stepped back into the dark garden and was gone."Elena?" Lucia gently took the phone from her hand and read the screen. Her face did not change, but her fingers tightened around the case. "I see. As expected. What a bitchy little woman she is.""Aunt Lucia, I'm sorry. I never wanted to bring trouble into your home—""Hush." Lucia gave the phone back and held Elena's cold hands between her own. "You are a guest in this house. Nobody will hurt you here."She was out there the whole time, Elena thought. She watched everything.DING-DONG.Both women turned toward the front of the house."Ah," Lucia said softly. A small, polite smile appeared on her face, one Elena had never seen before. "It seems we have another guest."***Valeria walked into the dining room like a movie star.She wore a cream coat and carried a bouquet of white roses. Her blonde hair wa
The Boy I Forgot to Hate 22. A Surprising Thanksgiving
The Vega estate looked exactly like the kind of place Elena Castillo had spent her whole life walking past.Wrought-iron gates. A circular driveway lined with maple trees burning copper in the late November light. A front door so tall it could have swallowed her entire dorm room.She stood on the porch clutching a box of cookies tied with a plain ribbon, her heart pounding far louder than the doorbell she hadn't dared to press.It's just dinner. You're just a girl bringing cookies to her dad's old friend.Her dad hadn't helped. "Eat everything they put on your plate," Robert Castillo had ordered over the phone that morning, his cleaning crews booked solid with holiday deep-cleans. "And wash your dishes. If not, Dominic will think I raised a princess."Elena lifted her hand toward the bell.The door swung open first."Elena!"A petite woman in a cream cardigan pulled her into a hug that smelled of cinnamon and cedar. Elena stiffened for half a second, then melted into it, her throat su
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