Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Art of Unloving Him: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 26

"AHHH!"Allison screamed from the side of the road. She hadn't meant for things to go this far—just to rough Josie up a little. But a car accident? This was more than she could handle.She didn't spare another glance for Josie, who lay motionless on the ground. Panic surged through her, and without thinking, Allison turned and ran.Josie felt herself rolling across the pavement. Her vision dimmed. Sound faded. Darkness wrapped around her like a shroud. She didn't even know when she was taken to the hospital.When she finally opened her eyes, her parents were by her bedside—along with Kira."You're awake. How do you feel?" her mother asked gently.Josie instinctively reached for her head, now tightly wrapped in gauze. Pain throbbed through her skull.Her mother quickly helped her lie back down. "The doctor says it's a concussion. Thankfully, it's not more serious. You gave me the fright of my life.""What happened?" her mother asked again, her voice shaking. "How did you end u

That day, Graham knelt outside Josie's parents' residence for four hours.Neither of her parents relented.Josie never appeared.By the time night fell, Graham finally staggered back to his hotel, looking like a gambler who had lost everything. In a fit of despair, he bought armfuls of alcohol and drank himself into oblivion.When his mother arrived, she found him barely conscious, sprawled among shattered bottles and silence.Gemma slapped him across the face, her voice trembling with fury. "Look at you. Just look at what you've become."Graham didn't fight back. He simply bowed his head, his voice thick with self-mockery. "Mom… I deserve this, don't I?"Gemma's anger softened into something heavier—grief. "You didn't cherish her when she was yours. And now that she's moved on, you fall apart like this? Do you really think this is how you'll win her back?"Her words cut deep. Graham lowered his gaze, staring blankly at the ring in his hand.He hadn't even found the courage to

The food on the table had all been prepared by Graham.In the ten years she had known him, this was the first time Josie realized—he could cook.She looked at the elegantly plated steak and pasta in front of her, but her appetite was gone. A faint, mocking smile tugged at the corner of her lips."You learned to cook for Allison, didn't you?"Graham lowered his head, offering no denial.His relationship with Allison had once been an all-consuming first love. Time had softened its edges, turned it into something almost poetic, so much so that even he had been moved by the memory. It wasn't until now that he saw how utterly mistaken he'd been.His voice came out rough, scraped raw by regret. Still, he tried to smile. "From now on, I'll only cook for you. Alright?"He hadn't lived that kind of quiet, domestic life in a long time. Back then, it had felt so routine, so mundane. He hadn't appreciated any of it—hadn't known what he had.It was only after losing Josie that he realized j