Lahat ng Kabanata ng Right Where You Left Me: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

I made my way back home in heavy silence, locking myself in my room the second I stepped inside.I opened Harlow's profile. Her feed was overflowing with photos of the two of them.[Heading to the Grand Canyon with this dork! He swore he’d take a picture of a lifetime for me, but ended up snapping a hundred goofy shots instead, haha!]She posted a photo of the heart-shaped breakfast he had made for her.[Had a stomachache last night, so he said he’d bring me breakfast every day from now on and let me eat in his car. Hehe, caught myself a househusband!][Oh my god! I only casually mentioned wanting a Leica camera, and he actually delivered it to my bed the very next morning! So touched!]…My fingers kept scrolling, growing weaker with every swipe.A while back, when taking candid photos was trending, I had begged him to take a few for me too. But after snapping just one photo, he lost his patience. "That’s enough. Who are you even striking those weird poses for?"He was also a

George had already packed up all my stuff and dumped it into the storage room.I opened the cardboard box. Inside, I found the handmade ceramic figurine I had gifted him broken into jagged pieces. The handwritten sticky notes I had left him over the years were crumpled up at the bottom of the box.He stiffened for a second, looking slightly embarrassed. "Sorry about that. She gave me short notice when she said she was coming over, so I was rushing to clear the place out. I guess I wasn't being careful..."I didn't say a word, silently rummaging through the room to hunt down the rest of my belongings.Once everything was packed, George drove me back home.As I pushed open the front door, Debra caught sight of us and laughed softly, patting my mom's hand."Look at those two. They really are inseparable! They must have sneaked out for a little stroll together. It's funny, really. Just a few days ago I was thinking about playing matchmaker for them, but turns out both of these kids

The kitten shivering in my arms was growing colder by the second.I swallowed hard and, putting all second thoughts aside, followed him into his place.As he opened the front door, I stepped into a spotless home. The interior was sleek and minimalist, decorated in shades of black, white, and gray. It was the classic, sharp look one would expect from a STEM guy.I slipped off my shoes at the entryway, and before I knew it, he had already run a basin of warm water in the bathroom."Bring the kitten in here," he called out.Warm steam filled the room, instantly fogging up my glasses.The moment my foot stepped into the bathroom, I tripped and lost my balance. Just as I was about to fall, a pair of warm, solid hands caught me, pulling me upright.As the steam cleared from my lenses, his handsome face came into focus right in front of mine.My heart skipped a beat.He offered a soft, reassuring smile. "Careful."I quickly straightened up, my cheeks burning. He gently took the kitt

I was at a loss for words. For the rest of the movie, I couldn't focus on the screen at all. My mind was totally consumed by the warmth of Ralph’s hand wrapped around mine.When the credits rolled, the crowd flooded the exits, separating Ralph and me. Out of nowhere, a hand grabbed my wrist.It was George, and he looked absolutely furious."Whose hand were you holding back there? How well do you even know him? Are you two already at the point where you just touch each other whenever you feel like it?""I don't even recognize you anymore, Madison. You followed me all the way to the movie theater, and then you turned around to hook up with some random guy? "Are you just doing this to spite me? Or do you honestly think that by degrading yourself like this, I’m going to feel sorry for you and take you back?"Anger flared in my chest, and I yanked my hand away."Whatever I do has absolutely nothing to do with you! Who are you to control me?"His face flushed red with rage. "Do your

From that day on, it was as if George had turned into a completely different person.He started dropping by my house constantly, finding any excuse to stay for dinner. He’d spend hours playing chess with my dad, or helping my mom out in the kitchen.A few times, he even cooked meals for me, carefully packing them into a lunchbox so I could take them to work.My mom, completely in the dark, even laughed and teased him about it."Who knew George had such a talent for cooking? His food tastes even better than mine. Honestly, if Madison didn't already have a boyfriend, I’d almost think he was trying to court her!"Frustration swelled in my chest. I picked up the lunchbox he had prepared and slammed it straight onto the floor. The lid popped off, sending cooked food and sauce splattering everywhere across the tiles.I was completely out of patience."Can you stop coming over to my house every single day? I have a boyfriend! I really don't want people to have the wrong idea about us.