Love That Wasn't Meant to Last

Chapter 7

I had a dream that night.

"Selena will marry Hudson, and they'll be together forever and ever."

"I, Selena Norman, swear that I'll only love Hudson for the rest of my life."

"Hud, being with you is the greatest blessing of my life."

Dreams were strange things-they could bring joy or pain, and sometimes, they cruelly reminded you of everything you had lost. I could not quite explain this feeling, but that was exactly where I found myself at that moment.

When I woke up, I stared at the empty ceiling, feeling lost and confused. The memories of our happy moments still echoed in my mind, but Selena had destroyed it all with her own hands. A wave of sadness washed over me, and tears rolled down my face.

Why did Selena have to be the one who pursued me first? She promised to love me forever and swore she would only love me. Yet, she was the one who broke her words.

"Selena, I hate you," I thought to myself. "But I hate myself more for still thinking about you."

Unable to contain my emotions any longer, I buried my face in my knees. Maybe crying would help ease the pain. After all, my world would not stop turning just because one person left. Surely, I could still find a way to be okay on my own.

As I wallowed in my emotions, a woman's voice suddenly broke through."Hudson, you're finally awake."

words felt like a bucket of cold water, instantly washing away my misery and replacing it with embarrassment at being caught in such a state. I quickly wiped my

and stunning features, wearing no makeup.

tears, she looked surprised, her shock evident on her face. She asked, "Hudson, why are you

me sound even more pathetic, so I chose to remain silent. How could I tell her I was crying over my divorce and the woman who betrayed me? How could I

she, too, fell silent. With both of us quiet, the room's atmosphere grew uncomfortably

was in an unfamiliar place, covered by a thin

I end up here? Where am I?" I asked, confused. My head was pounding, and I could

She handed me

bar counter. I was worried about leaving you there, but I didn't know where you lived. So I

and immediately blushed. Her sears turned visibly red as she hurriedly added, "Hudson, don't worry-nothing happened between us. You just slept, that's

and while I'd like to pursue you, I'm still a

understood what she meant and believed her when she said nothing had happened. It was a

a bit. I learned that she was Sylvia Zanderson, a

and project teammates. I was not close

hearing Sylvia claim she was my former classmate left me a little stunned, maybe even a bit doubtful if she was telling the truth about us being college classmates. Sylvia could tell I was skeptical,

was pretty ordinary in college and barely spoke to you, so it's natural you wouldn't remember me," she

what to make of her, but I found her interesting in

I frowned, feeling