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The moment I knew how easily they broke my numerous dreams, intense emotions, and years of love in just a moment.
Even after knowing everything.
“Don’t!
Don’t you dare try to explain anything.
You’ve done enough already!
Leave me alone!”
I’d snapped at his face when he’d tried to stop me from leaving last night.
Running his hands through his hair desperately, with wide panicked eyes, he’d asked for a chance to let him explain.
“Rosebud, please!
Just hear me out.
I had no choice.
I couldn’t let you ruin your life waiting for me.
Trust me, I’d never wanted anyone else in my life the way I’d wanted you.
You were my everything.
You still are.”
“And that’s why you wanted me away?”
My vision was blurry with tears.
“Now I’ll make your wish come true for real this time.
I’ll go so far away from you that you’ll never be able to reach!”
He’d watched me as if he’d been stabbed.
But the pain in his eyes couldn’t surpass the one I held in my heart at that moment.
Ignoring his calls and pleadings, I’d turned away from him and ran away from there.
From the man I never knew would hurt me this way.
More tears fell from my eyes, my throat tightened, causing me gasp for air.
My nails dug into my palms as I cried my heart out.
But the burn inside me didn’t go away.
I love you…
I closed my eyes, not being able to withstand the squeeze that shot through my chest.
The words he whispered to me just before I left him last night still rang in my ears.
I hate you!
I hate you, Achilles Valencian!
For fucking up my life in this way!
“Thank God,
Em!
You finally picked up your phone!
That obsessed man of yours is blowing off my cell phone since last night!”
Cassie huffed through the line.
“I called Tess.
I know what happened.”
Her tone softened.
I stayed quiet, closing my eyes.
“Though I had to literally plead her to tell me everything.
Trust me, I wanted to kill that sister of yours and that idiot man when I knew what they did to you.
Fucking pricks!”
she cursed some profanities.
“By the way, the way he’s blowing up my phone just to get even a little news of you, I’m wondering how he’s not already barging into your house to see you right now.”
With my jaw tight, I threw the huge teddy on the floor from my bed.
I didn’t need it anymore.
“He tried to last night.
But I informed the watchman to tell him if he even tries to do anything to get into the house following me, he won’t see my face ever again.”
I knew he’d follow me and try to talk to me.
So I’d already given the watchman my message to deliver to him.
And to my surprise, he didn’t cross my set line.
Instead, he’d waited outside my house, right beneath my window.
Though I didn’t know he was there the whole night.
A pinch of guilt surged through me, but I composed myself soon.
I didn’t care.
He could go to hell for all I cared.
“Oh!
That explains his desperation,” she mumbled.
“I’ve never seen someone so miserable, to be honest.”
“Are you siding with him again, Cassie?
I can’t believe you!”
I fumed.
Whose friend was she here?
“Of course not!
How can I?
Whatever he did was extremely wrong!
He shouldn’t have done it even though he only wanted your well-being.”
“Cassandra!”
“All right, all right.
I’m sorry.
I won’t say anything now.
Are you okay, though?
I have to tell him something when he calls me again,” she asked, sighing.
Though there was concern in her voice, it only oiled my anger.
She was somehow still supporting him.
I’d blocked him in every way possible, and now he was trying to reach me through Tess and Cassie.
“You know what?
I’m putting the phone down.
You can talk to that prick all you want!”
I cut the call and threw my phone on the bed.
That man!
How dare he?
He was now taking my friend on his side?
The nerve!
I didn’t understand why no one was seeing what heartache I was going through.
They were just seeing his misery.
His pain.
Covering my face with my hands, I took deep breaths, trying to calm down my boiling rage.
But it wasn’t helping.
As if the heartache blew more wind into it.
The bell of the door made my heart skip.
Is it him again?
I didn’t want any drama before Mom and Dad.
But I didn’t think he’d do it after what I’d said.
But not believing my instincts, I ran downstairs before anyone else could attend the door.
I’d just flip him off and send him back if he dares to show up on my—
The moment I opened the door, I was shocked.
But for an entirely different reason.
The man that stood before me was someone I didn’t ever think would come back to my threshold again.
Warner.
THIRTY-EIGHT: SURPRISE VISIT
“W
arner?”
I stared at him in shock and surprise.
He called and messaged last night, but through all this going on, I couldn’t check his message.
And now, seeing him standing before me rose the guilt inside me again.
“Hey!”
Tucking a strand behind my ear, I greeted him with an awkward stance.
His brown orbs roamed my features, a frown set between his brows.
“You all right?
You seem… not well.”
Even after what I did, he was still concerned about me.
That’s why I didn’t want to lose a friend like him.
Before we started dating, he was my best friend in New York.
I had a sudden urge to hug him tight and share all my problems with him.
But I knew I couldn’t.
Gulping, I nodded.
“I’m fine, don’t worry.
Come in!”
I held the door wide open for him, flashing a small smile.
Once we were settled in the living room, I got him some coffee and another cup of tea for me.
I needed it for my growing headache.
“Thanks.”
Taking the mug from me, he looked around.
“Where is everyone?”
I took a seat on the opposite side of the couch.
“Dad’s in the office.
And Mom had another of her kitty parties.”
Thank God they weren’t home.
They already sensed something was going on between me and…
him
.
And seeing Warner here would be extremely awkward.
He nodded, his gaze not moving from me.
“You sure you’re okay?
Your eyes are dull today.”
No, I’m not.
I wanted to say.
Instead, I bobbed my head again.
“Yeah.
Just a little headache.”
He didn’t seem convinced.
But not wanting to intrude, as always, he let it go and took a sip of his coffee.
The corner of his lips turned upwards.
“I’ve missed your coffee in the last two months.”
“And I’ve missed you,” I said truthfully.
He held my gaze for a moment and then let out a sigh, putting the mug down on the table.
“I wanted to apologize to you, Em.
The way I talked to you last time… I’m so sorry.
I shouldn’t have spit out such words for you.
I didn’t know what I was thinking.
I was just—hurt and confused.”
I shook my head.