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"I don't want to fight you either," I mumble into his hair, unable to keep the tears away. "And I don't want to break up with you... I'm sorry... I was frustrated when I wrote that message." "You don't have to explain yourself." I inhale a shaky breath that makes my whole body and soul tremble. Nathan is here; the pain is slowly washing away from holding him. Hugging him. Breathing him in. "I've missed you so much..."

"She needs surgery. I have no way to pay for it." He nodded. That was exactly what he'd expected. "And boyfriend? Does he know you're here?" "He broke up with me without explanation. I haven't seen him since." "And that didn't bother you? That he just left without a reason?" "Of course it bothered me," I said. "It destroyed me, but I got over it." "Did you?" he asked. "Because from where I'm standing, you're still carrying that wound." I didn't answer because he was right, and I didn't want to admit it.

I paused remembering the pain of that day. "A note telling me he was breaking up with me, and not to look for him anymore. Yet I had looked for him everywhere, only to end up with nothing. I loved him with my whole heart, and his taking off left me broken, and with nothing. Years later, I met a man. I thought everyone was doing good. We started a relationship as fuck buddies, but eventually, as time passed, it grew into something more. You see it was your best friend, Aiden." I could feel the rip of the wounds I had let heal.

He muttered, "I broke up with her already." He probably saw her cheating on him or something. "Oh..." I gave him a small smile, "It's for the better." I don't know what's with me right now. If I was Vanchel Ammarati 4 months ago, I would've been jumping in glee right now, But instead, it feels as if I'm starting to let go of my weird attraction to him... What happened? "It really is." He smiled, "It really is." "Yeah." I nodded awkwardly. Breaking the silence, I sat up.

She exclaimed. “I’m doing well, trust you’re doing well too?” “Not really, but I’m trying. Things haven’t exactly been the same since Jackson and I broke up. I miss him so much but he’s hellbent on parting ways, and I respect that so I’m just here, trying to pick up the pieces of my life.” She explained and I smiled.

I don't know when ,but, I'm not sure I'm getting on with him anytime soon. " You're breaking up with me?" He asks. His voice is so quiet and calm. " Call it whatever thing you want Gray. I wanna be far from you. Far away from your mess. Far away from your world. I don't wanna be in the middle of your crimes. Gray I can't handle them. I really love you but I can't. This is too much for me to handle. We need a break , Gray." I turn to look at him. He looks so cold without emotions. " Okay." That was his last statement as he leaves.

she shouted. "Shut the fuck up, tell me what's wrong with you" He sighed and hugged me. I don't know why he hugged me but I just let him. "I'm broken sis" he whispered. What the heck? Love is really going to hurt you no matter what you avoid. Is it me? Will Zyrous and I come to that? I hope not. "Why did you break up?" He loosened from hugging me and wrapped both of his arms around my left arm.

her laughter, her quiet encouragement, the way she made him feel like he could take on the world. "Did I make a huge mistake?" he whispered to the empty room, his heart aching. He missed her so damn much, and it hurt more than he could put into words. His throat tightened as he turned onto his side, clutching a pillow as if it could somehow ease the ache. The breakup had been painful, but the pain seemed to intensify with each passing day. Now, lying alone in the dark, he couldn’t shake the thought that he might have made the wrong choice. Choosing Stacy, who had left for treatment abroad for nearly seven years, over Cassia who had made his life feel perfect.

I was looking at his back as he gradually moved away from me. I cried when I got to the capsule. I don't even know how I managed to get home. I hugged myself while crying. It hurts. Pain is pain. I didn't expect that after everything, he would just break up. I don't even know what to believe. Whether it's the words he uttered or his eyes. We didn't see each other or talk to each other for almost two months. I didn't even know about his condition at that time. Then, now that we have met, he wants to break up.

I didn’t think I would miss him as much as I did, there were days when I wanted to go beg him to take me back. It felt like I wouldn’t get through it. It is the main reason I didn’t tell the girls about the breakup. I knew that if I talked about it, I would cry. But eventually I found my footing. Before I knew it I didn’t miss him as much. I started to figure out my own way without him.