CHAPTER TWENTY-FOURLARA'S POVI was beginning to feel human again.Not completely okay.Not healed.But at least I could breathe without feeling like my chest was collapsing in on itself.Chris still wouldn't stop.He called constantly.Texted constantly.Showed up constantly.It was honestly beginning to feel ridiculous.That morning alone, he had knocked on my apartment door three different times.The first time, I ignored him.The second time, I told him to leave.The third time, he stayed outside long enough for my irritation to outweigh my sadness."Lara, please talk to me."I opened the door just enough to glare at him.Chris looked terrible.Wrinkled shirt. Exhausted eyes. Unshaven jaw.Good."You need to stop coming here.""I just want to explain.""You already did," I replied coldly. "Apparently your affair 'wasn't serious.'"His face tightened immediately."Lara—""Go home, Chris."Before he could say anything else, I shut the door in his face.My hands trembled afterward.
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