Semua Bab Forever Goodbye: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Josh froze in place and stared over at Charlotte, a short distance away, in absolute shock. His voice trembled as he spoke. "You told him? Today of all days? It's your wedding day! Why couldn't you just wait?!"Dean, listen to me, please! It was an accident!"An accident?Was it an accident that every time Charlotte stormed out after an argument, his phone magically went straight to voicemail? Was it an accident that she knew the layout of his apartment better than I did?Even the dog Josh raised was closer to her than anyone else.Maybe I should have seen it sooner. I just chose to blind myself because I was dealing with the two people I loved most in this world."Josh, you piece of sh*t!"Rage completely eclipsed my logic. Before I even realized what I was doing, my palm landed flat across his face with a crack.Charlotte lunged forward instantly and shoved me back."Dean! Are you crazy?!" She stood right in front of Josh, shielding him while glaring at me with utter disgu

As soon as the words left her mouth, the room fell into deathly silence.My heart died right along with it in that sick, twisted joke of a reality.So on the day my dad passed away, when Charlotte said she was away on a business trip and Josh said he was bedridden with a fever… they were actually together.My desperate, helpless crying on the phone back then had been nothing more than background noise to fuel their thrill.Charlotte hadn't even shown up to his funeral.In the weeks after, when I was drowning in grief day and night, Charlotte held me tight, endlessly whispering sweet comfort into my ear."It's okay, baby. Your dad is a star up in heaven watching over you now. And I'll stay right here to take care of you for him."And to think the truth was this disgusting. It hit me so suddenly, raw and painful.When Charlotte realized what she had just blurted out, panic flashed across her face. She reached her hand out toward me, her voice shaking."Dean, I'm sorry... I was j

Early the next morning, Charlotte awoke to blinding sunlight.She wanted to raise her hand to shield her eyes, only to find Josh resting his head peacefully against her arm, fast asleep.Charlotte stared down at him, but inside, she felt completely empty. Since yesterday, I haven't sent a single text message.Normally, I would have been blowing up her phone—demanding answers, asking where she was, telling her to come home. However, now, the absolute silence from her phone made panic crawl under her skin.She couldn't help but recall the last time she saw me.I had fallen to the floor in such agony, my back stained red with blood, crawling toward the doorway inch by inch as I screamed for a doctor.In that moment, her heart had seized with a sharp tug, and she had almost reached out to help me up.Seeing my hostility toward Josh, though, she decided to let me cool off and learn my place.Now, however, an inexplicable dread settled over her.She carefully slipped her arm out f

Charlotte spent the next few days scouring the city, checking registry after registry across every funeral home and cemetery.Finally, in a cemetery nestled among blooming flowers, she found my mom's name.The tombstone was brand new. On the porcelain portrait, Mom was smiling warmly, the same bright, kind smile she always gave Charlotte whenever they met.Back then, Mom would always hold Charlotte’s hands, her eyes sparkling as she said, "Charlotte, sweetie, I'm entrusting Dean to you. You make sure to treat him well, okay?"When Charlotte sank to her knees, they hit the cold stone with a loud thud. It must have hurt terribly, but she felt completely numb."Mrs. Campbell..."She opened her mouth, her voice so dry and raspy that it barely sounded like her own.She couldn't bring herself to say anything else.What could she possibly say? That while I was in the ER getting seventeen stitches lined down my back, she was icing a tiny bruise on Josh’s cheek? That while I stood alone

I had already wasted eight whole years of my life on her. How many of those stretches does a person even get in a lifetime?Charlotte kept begging, as if her sobbing could somehow repay all the agony I had suffered.A crowd of onlookers began to form around us, stopping to stare and whisper, making endless wild guesses about what was going on.Charlotte, the woman who used to care more about public perception than anything else, acted completely blind to the crowd. She just kept numbly repeating her apologies."Get up," I said coldly.She refused, holding onto me even tighter."Charlotte, what is the point? Everything's already happened. My mother is already six feet under. What is any of this supposed to achieve?""Dean..." she whimpered, her voice trembling. "I know I shouldn't have come. I know you never wanted to see me again."I know I did so many unforgivable things to you, and no amount of apologies will ever make up for it. But I really... can't lose you..."Listening