Chapter 3

Chapter 3 Don't Touch Me

The apartment, once cozy and filled with warmth, now stood in disarray, its charm completely stripped away, leaving only

chaos in its wake.

Linsey continued packing the remaining items into her suitcase, her movements deliberate, as if determined to erase every

trace of the life she had once built here.

Felix stood frozen for a moment, his eyes sweeping over the wreckage, disbelief etching his features before he stormed

toward her.

"Linsey, are you out of your mind?" he demanded, his voice rising with frustration. "I was gone for only a little while, and

you're acting like this?"

He inhaled sharply, trying to reign in his temper, and snapped, "I'm giving you one hour. Put everything back where it was!"

Linsey, unfazed, finished packing the item in her hands and slowly turned to face him. Her expression was cool, detached

-almost as if he were a stranger.

A faint, mocking smile tugged at her lips as she replied, "Felix, haven't you figured

it out? Sometimes, once something is

lost, it's gone forever. It can never be the same again."

Felix's frown deepened, impatience growing in his eyes. "What the hell are you trying to say?"

Linsey couldn't help but feel the audacity in his words. Did he truly not understand? Perhaps men like him never saw themselves as in the wrong.

No. It wasn't that. His tenderness had always been reserved for one person- Joanna, the woman he had truly loved.

Linsey's gaze was unwavering as she stared him down, her voice steady, yet every word seemed to carry the weight of everything she had been through.

have any idea how that felt? Felix, did

she had buried deep inside flooding to the surface, her vision blurring as tears welled up. She didn't look away, her resolve as firm

pang of guilt, but it disappeared as quickly as it came. He dismissed it entirely, just as he had done

hurt her time and time again, and she had always forgiven him. He didn't

that with a little charm, she would cave, just like she always had. After all, that was how things had always

that thought, his anger dissipated, replaced by a composed,

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began, his voice

what you've done

reached out to place his

touch feigning tenderness

to calm her down.

Let's not make a scene anymore, okay?

I'll give you an even grander,

playing on Felix's lips. His words were sweet, but his eyes-those eyes-betrayed

was the way things had always gone in

scoff. She had given him far too many chances, and now

her with any

without

were nothing more

You make my

He had

room

another one. I came

frowned in confusion,

her face resolute. "Yes. I'm leaving

just heard the most absurd joke. "And where do you think

to, no safety net to catch her. Apart from this

nowhere else.

been centered around

this whole "moving out" act was nothing more than her way of trying to

mouth to speak, but was cut off by a voice from

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