Lily’s POVI didn’t think it was possible, but I survived the next week without Jerry. But to my surprise, there was no form of contact from him after the week had lasped. Another day passed, then another, making it nine days since I heard from him, but there was still nothing from him. It was as if he had suddenly ceased to exist. And that didn’t bode well for me, not when he lived rent free in my head. On the third day since the week had run out, I sent him a text. Then I spent the next few hours awaiting a response that never came. Later that evening, as I was about to get dressed to go to the party I was supposed to attend that night, I sent him another text. Twenty minutes after that, I was still staring expectantly at my phone screen, awaiting his response. But yet again, I was disappointed. And hurt. It was clear that he didn’t want to speak to me. All week long, I’d been trying hard not to pay attention to the regret that lurked in mind. But now that Jerry was ignoring me, I
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