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way worse than Asher

Lindsay's POV.

Shaun got back from where he went after hours and with the way his eyes still looked the same way they looked in the morning, it was certain, he was still hurt or better still hated me. Could Shaun really hate me? My paranoid self asked

I sat on the couch waiting for him to return for hours and the way he just walked past me hurt me a lot. Shaun in his nature would peck me on my cheeks or wrap his hand around my waist to acknowledge me, but this time he acted like I wasn't even there at all.

“Is this how it's going to be now?" my voice was shaky due to how hard I was fighting the tears that threatened to fall. It was then I realized all the text I sent him didn't mean anything. Yeah, texts and calls weren't going to mend what I had done, but there was nothing more I could do.

He flung his suitcase on the couch as he turned to look at me. “I am not ready for this Lindsay," he said calmly as he turned to continue walking, but there was no way I could let him leave me in t
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