Facade of Love

Chapter 344 I Never Meant to Hold Her Up

As I rambled on, Zoe watched me intently. Then, out of nowhere, she burst out laughing,” Yvette,” she said, “you don’t seriously think I would get all worked up and plot revenge after being turned down, right?”

Whoops!

I managed a sheepish grin, totally at a loss for what to say next.

She pressed a hand to her forehead, her expression the picture of frustration. “What kind of person do you

think I am? Sure, he turned me down, but I don’t hate him. I’m definitely not about to get all vengeful just because I can’t get the love I want. Let’s not make this into some soap opera, okay?”

“So why keep chasing him if…” I mean, he had already said no, and here she was, still hanging

1. on.

She rolled her eyes, gave a little shrug, and explained, “I’m not ready to throw in the towel just yet. It’s not about being annoyingly persistent. He said no, but he’s not into anyone else right now, right? I get it, my sudden confession was pretty bold. Liking someone is supposed to be wonderful, but that’s just on my side. Dumping my feelings on him so suddenly probably made him feel cornered and awkward. His rejection makes sense.”

back then, I knew that whether it was a person or a thing you wanted, you’ve got to put in the effort. Just talking won’t cut it. I’ve been crushing on Maxy, but all this time, I’ve only ever talked about liking him. I never really showed him who I am, or how sincere my feelings were. So, of course, he would say

lip, gazing out at the dwindling snowflakes, and finally

firmly, “Absolutely. Liking someone has to be

lingered in my mind, prompting me to ask, “But what if, after all your heartfelt efforts, you

and with a small, thoughtful smile, she replied, ” Then I’ve done all I could. I’ve fought for it. If things still don’t turn out the way I want, that’s okay. I’ve put my heart

was right, though.

left, I lingered by the railing, lost in my thoughts

saw Idris up ahead, steadying Alice by his side. Alice was limping- Idris gave me a brief, steady look

she had more to say but was holding back. Then, with a gentle

Meant to

me? I took a bad step and hurt my ankle.”

to lend a hand. Idris had been giving her

help Alice, he came over to me, his tone even and calm. “Where did you go?”

watching the snow by the railing,” I replied, my voice just as

up. He caught sight of Alice, who was hurt, and his brow creased ever so slightly. Without a second thought,