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Jayden muttered under his breath. I didn’t know who Jace was. But whoever they were, I couldn’t blame them. Sounded like they had the right idea walking away. Jayden leaned back, breathing like he was trying to keep from falling apart. “I get it now,” he whispered. “I’ve been fooled my whole damn life.” I let out a slow breath, hoping what I said next would reach him, really reach him. “None of this is your fault, son.” The word "son" slipped out again. But this time… I didn’t hold it back. “It’s one thing to make mistakes, Jayden… and it’s another thing to own up to them.”

Freggo Life has been going good, who would have thought that a day would come when I would finally come when I would make peace with myself and accept the past, I have made so many mistakes in this lifetime and I have also learnt my lessons hoping that in the next life things would be better than this one, I gave already made so many mistakes in this life and could only depend on luck to keep me alive. As I stood up from my living room after being in thought for a very long time I made up my mind that today I'm going to tell my neighbor every truth about myself so if she's going to accept me that means she's also willing to accept my flaws.

"Then I must have made a mistake." "Don't say that. You were right. You said I would meet a bad guy, and it happened."

believed in me? Do what you want to do. The words echoed in my mind as I turned back to my laptop. My fingers found the keyboard. I can't afford to make mistakes.

And for the first time, I realized with bone-deep terror: If I didn’t tell them the truth soon, they’d figure it out themselves. That's if they haven't already.

"I don't think that would've made a difference, cause it's already too obvious and Jace love him. I think you did the right thing." I groaned. She leaned forward again, her expression softening. "But seriously... do you regret telling him?" "I don’t know," I admitted honestly. "The moment I said it, my chest tightened. I can’t tell if it was relief or fear. What if it was a mistake? What if I end up regretting it?"

I don’t know what to say or how to react, but I do know one thing. I think I’ve fucked up.

Even if it’s a lie. Even if I’m the one telling it.

The words of a man who suddenly realized he had made a terrible mistake. "It wasn't supposed to wake up."

“That is a very simplified description.” “Tell me I’m wrong.” “You’re wrong.”