Lahat ng Kabanata ng VALENTINE'S DAY : Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Valentina’s P.O.V The morning sun cast a warm glow against the worn-out curtain of my room, I came back very late last night, and I stretched in my bed feeling awake in my small, cozy bed. As soon I got up I couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of energy. The nostalgia memories of living with Ethan were replaced by the sadness of the realization that today was my last day both at home and in school. I picked up the letter in my name and closed the envelope, I would give this to Mrs. Carla and thank her for all the times she had helped me while I was being bullied by my classmates. I picked up the bag Ethan got for me yesterday, I wanted to repay his kindness this way, I wanted him to know that I appreciated his efforts. As I approached the hallways that led to classes, I was unable to shake the feeling that something was off. The usual hum of students chatting and laughter seemed subdued, they were all staring at me, giving me evil eyes. An odd hush hung in the air, and I couldn'

Valentina’s P.O.V All that mattered to them was the reputation of the school, no one was asking me if I was okay or anything, I stared hard at the photographs in my hands, the person in them was undoubtedly me, I became confused and dizzy. This was a mistake, there must be a mistake somewhere, because why would anyone do this to me? I felt bile rise to my throat, I needed air… I needed to get out of here.“What do you have to say, Miss Valentina?” One of the committee members shot at me accusingly. “I don’t know how it happened.” I was still in denial. “I don’t remember any of these happening, but it wasn’t me who uploaded them to the school, there is no way I would do something like this and then put it out in the open for everyone to see.”I felt the intensity of my voice increasing as I spoke, I was shouting at them, tears blurring my vision. “Miss Valentina, we have protocols in place for such incidents.” The head of the committee lectured in a placid voice and I felt my heart

Ethan’s P.O.V “Have you seen Valentina?” I asked another random student that passed me, the bunch of them shook their heads immediately, so where on earth could she be? “Where is she if no one has seen her?” “Maybe she had gone home,” “The surveillance group hasn’t seen her, which means she is still on the school property.” I snapped back at Travis, as we went to the back of the school.I was grateful for his presence at least, even if I was being a bitch to him at the moment, I was still grateful for him. I don’t know what I would have done if I was the only one out here looking for Valentina, I would be going crazy right now. I was about to ask him for something else when we suddenly heard screams coming from the front of the school. “What is that?” He asked me and my head snapped in the direction of the noise, Travis and I glanced at each other before we decided to run towards the main building of the school. A lot of other students were gathering in front and they were gazing

Ethan’s P.O.V Blood, the scent of blood filled my nose as I stared back at Valentina’s lifeless body, I felt a gut-wrenching pain just inside my chest. If only I had a bit faster, I could have caught her when she jumped. No, I shook my head as I stepped away from the railing, I underestimated her, I never thought she could jump. She didn’t seem like someone… No, she did, I was just too lenient about it, she had the same look my mother had the day she died. “Ethan!” I could hear someone calling my name in the distance, but I didn’t know who it was. “Ethan snaps out of it; we have to leave here now!” “Travis…” I whispered as he gripped my arms, and forced me out of the rooftop, he was sprinting forward probably rushing to where Valentina was but he should know that it was already too late for her. Anyone who fell from the rooftop was going to die, the building was far too high for her to survive, I know Travis knows this much but he also wanted to try. He must feel as bad as I do,

Ethan’s P.O.VI have never had a book so entertaining, never have I ever had a book that made me cry, not once but four fucking times. As I expected, the female lead of the book is so fucking weak, but she has her reasons and she is in a tight spot so I guess it was understandable.The male lead of the book is such a jerk, he is a goddamn bastard and he doesn’t deserve the female lead, he doesn’t even deserve happiness.A stuck-up jerk like him kind of reminds me of myself, I also treated Valentina badly, I also made her cry countless times, and I was just like him.I snickered, I had no right to be sad or angry for Valentina, I had wished she disappeared countless times, and now that she is finally gone… I feel guilty. I am nothing more than a hypocrite, just like Julian on Valentine’s Day.My phone vibrated and I glanced at it sitting on my bedside table, it had been sitting there for several days and I hadn’t even touched it once in those days. I groaned as I reached for it, I knew