The Art of Revenge
Just as the lyrics reached that final line, the music stopped.
Xavier let out a soft, ironic laugh, tugging at the corner of his lips. “Did you hear that? The one just out of reach haunts the soul, while the cherished walk fearless, effortlessly whole. That line… it’s exactly how I felt. I was the one left behind—always reaching, always restless. Back then, all my thoughts, all my feelings… they were for you. But you didn’t see me. You walked right past and fell into someone else’s arms, like I was never even there.”
Thinking of how foolish and stubborn he had been back then, Serena sighed heavily. "Can we not bring up these things that remind me of how stupid I was back then?"