Love That Wasn't Meant to Last

Chapter 51

I bent down, picked up a shard of the broken remote, and drew it across my arm without hesitation.

It happened fast. After a slight sting, a thin line opened, and blood began seeping out. It trickled down my arm and dripped onto the floor.

Zion froze, looking stunned. Only after several drops of blood hit the ground did he snap out of it, shouting, "Hudson, what are you doing? Are you hurting yourself?"

Selena, too, realized what I had done. She grabbed my arm, her eyes filled with fear, though she quickly relaxed. She saw it was just a shallow cut on my skin, not my veins.

I never told them, but I once had a mild depression.

and demanding. There was high pressure and an insane amount of tasks, long hours, difficult clients, troublesome subordinates, and unreachable goals.

the stairs during that dark period, contemplating my life. Was this all there was to it? Why were

so that I didn't have to suffer

eyes. My will to live was rekindled by looking at her pictures and thinking about what she said to me. In those moments,

was a mess, but at least

expected that she, too, would betray me

out about her and Zion, I was pushed to the edge again. I would even hurt myself back then to numb

Sylvia afterward. If Selena had been my first ray of sunlight, Sylvia was my second, one that chased away the darkness Selena had

find a way to get back to

reluctance, he went