บททั้งหมดของ Trapped in My Ex's Love: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

After meeting Cheryl, Bintang couldn’t stop thinking about Langit. The guilt kept piling up. The Langit she knew—kind, polite, and always respectful to everyone had changed because of her. Bintang stared at Langit’s number. Earlier that afternoon, he had given her a missed call so she could save his contact. They barely spoke, even though they still had feelings for each other. “El … is all of this my fault?” Bintang murmured, still staring at her phone while hugging her pillow. She really couldn’t ignore what she had learned. She let out a rough sigh and placed her phone beside the pillow. She lay down and stared at the ceiling. “If only I could turn back time and be more honest with you. Maybe none of this would’ve happened, and you would still be the Langit I knew.” ** The Next Day Bintang worked as usual, though she wasn’t focused because her mind kept wandering. Her fingers kept wanting to press the dial button every time she saw Langit’s name, but her heart always stopped

Langit moved faster, even if the action was purely impulsive. He caught the tip of the knife with his bare hand, causing the blade to slice across his palm.Drops of blood fell, staining the black asphalt. Bintang covered her mouth with both hands when she saw Langit's injured hand.Langit quickly punched the man who had nearly stabbed him, forcing the man to stagger back until both attackers fled after realizing they had lost.The knife was still in Langit's grasp before he tossed it onto the asphalt. He looked at the cut on his palm and the blood that seeped from it, even though it was not too much.Bintang froze for a moment, then grabbed the handkerchief in her bag and immediately reached for Langit's hand. She quickly wrapped the handkerchief around the wound to stop the blood from flowing.Langit was startled by how suddenly Bintang grabbed his hand. He looked at the woman he still loved, who now appeared so anxious.“What do we do? You’re hurt and you’re bleeding so much. We ne

Bintang sat waiting for Langit to finish changing his clothes. She glanced around, observing every corner of Langit’s apartment. In this situation, she suddenly felt the urge to leave. Nervousness and awkwardness pressed against her chest. She hoped her clothes would dry quickly so she could escape the situation that made her feel so uncomfortable.How foolish of her. Why hadn’t she just bought new clothes and worn them instead? If her parents asked later, she could simply say her clothes were dirty. How could she not think that far, and instead follow Langit’s suggestion? Was she truly that captivated? She had never been able to refuse the charm that man carried.“Do you want something to drink while waiting for your clothes to finish in the laundry?”Langit’s voice snapped Bintang out of her thoughts.“Yes?” Bintang looked so startled that her understanding of “drink” completely differed from Langit’s. “Drink what?” she asked, surprise clearly written on her face.Langit frowned, co

“El!” Bintang exclaimed in disbelief.“Just answer it, it’s fine,” Langit said, already prepared to tell Bintang’s parents that she was with him.The call ended, only to ring again, forcing Bintang to answer before her mother started looking for her at Anta’s café.Bintang slid the green button, while Langit prepared to speak and reveal who she was with. But before Langit could say a word, Bintang immediately clamped his mouth shut with one hand, making him fall backward, leaving Bintang on top of him.One knee pressed against the floor while the other rested on the sofa, keeping her body from crashing onto Langit, who was lying there. One hand covered his mouth, and the other held her phone to her ear.“Bin, why did you take so long to answer?” Annetha asked from the other end.“Sorry, Mom. I just came out of the restroom,” Bintang lied, making Langit stifle a laugh.“Oh… why aren’t you home yet?” Annetha asked again.“Well, that. I was about to call you, but you called first. I want

There were not many words left to say, not many verses left to recite. Only a silent signal from the heart now intertwined, making two hearts understand, that they understood one another and belonged to each other.The sun’s tendrils crept through the window, slipping in and disturbing the two souls still lost in dreams. Bintang fluttered her eyes open, still sleepy after staying up until who knows what time the previous night.She and Langit had spent hours together, sharing everything about how they lived through the past eight years, until it felt as if time would never be enough to explain it all.Where once they had been bound by guilt and resentment from the past, now both of them had opened their hearts, talking and laughing together. There was nothing they missed more than that moment.Bintang slowly opened her eyes wider, then saw who was still asleep peacefully right in front of her.“Such a liar.” Bintang smiled as she whispered it.How could she not call Langit a liar? Las