Love That Wasn't Meant to Last

Chapter 13

Though I was not in her shoes, I could tell Sylvia was suffering. I felt helpless watching her state.

I sighed. "If you can't handle alcohol, you shouldn't drink so much. You're only hurting yourself. You're old enough to know better than this."

Sylvia remained silent, hanging her head low to manage her discomfort. I went outside to buy her a bottle of water.

When I returned, I found her slumped against the wall, seemingly asleep with her eyes closed and completely still. I approached and gently nudged her, but got no response.

Just as I was about to lift her, she awakened and wrapped her arms around my neck, looking at me with a longing gaze. "Hudson, do you like me?"

wonderful. She was beautiful, competent at her job, and kind to others. However, I could not quite define my feelings for her. I did not dislike

relationship. I could not clearly describe my feelings for her, so I remained silent in

felt too heavy, and I could not give an answer lightly. I liked how things were and did not want to

with tears in her eyes, looking hurt. "Whether you're divorced or

Selena had not tried to contact me

eyes, trying to suppress my sadness. However, my reaction only made

you're a grown man. Why can't you be braver? You're stuck in the past, avoiding the future, and refusing to let go. How can you

right. Yes, I was being a coward