Chapter 59 Love Turned Ache

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Evelyn

I was dead wrong when I thought I could spend the whole day convincing myself that Jacob didn't matter anymore. It didn't work. Well, that plan went up in smoke faster than a lit matchstick. Just an hour of soul-searching, and I could tell I was crashing, burning, and falling apart. What stung me the most was that I'd seen it coming, but I still let it happen. I knew he had the power to break me in an instant, yet I trusted him and let myself dive in.

I never thought he'd hurt me. How foolish of me!

As I thought about the moments we had shared, my mind raced, my heart ached. The thought of losing him terrified me, even though I'd already lost him. Why did it hurt so much? Especially when I'd already lost him. Why?

Was it because this was my first heartbreak? Maybe. But in this situation, I felt utterly helpless.

How could what we had mean nothing to him? How could he act so cold and distant, throwing away all the promises he made to me like yesterday's news?

It just didn't add up. Could one conversation with Chloe really be more important to him than all the love I gave him? I was ready to make him my whole world. Wasn't that enough for him? How could it not be, and how could a woman who had once torn his life apart become the bee's knees to him?

Everything seemed so real and flawless until that moment when it all crumbled away...

This was driving me insane. If it was all a charade, why did it have to feel so achingly incredibly real? When he whispered "I love you," when his lips touched my forehead, and his hand provided solace for my pain, how could every gesture and word cut so deeply?

Could there be another side to this story that I hadn't uncovered? Was he using this flimsy excuse to hide something from me?

"Fuck it, here I am, making excuses for him when he couldn't even bother to check up on me," I muttered with bitterness as I slipped into the white dress. If anything, that shower had only intensified my inner turmoil; I was on the brink of losing my mind. The amount of time I'd spent replaying every moment with Jacob and dissecting what happened last night was unhealthy.

for his secrecy. But, of course, I had overlooked the most glaring truth-he was hiding his true self, a

perfectly fine,

enough tears, and I wouldn't let him have any more

bed, hoping to find comfort under the familiar duvet and maybe

It felt like the

the image, the contours, particularly his hair, which I had painstakingly captured. A strange sensation washed over me, mirroring the exact feeling of running my

shut, struggling to maintain my

to deserve this? What had I done wrong? I had loved him with all my heart, and

to converge, focusing on one central

talking to him..." I hastily muttered, attempting to shake off the

was indeed concealing something? I couldn't shake this unsettling feeling. It was just too difficult for me to accept that everything we shared meant less to him than

Fuck this!

my feet had already propelled me forward. I found myself walking out of my room and toward his, not having a clue about what I was going to

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Present

when I witnessed Jacob and Chloe in this compromising position. With Jacob's shirt unbuttoned, Chloe's mouth locked

their ragged breaths - only a complete fool would attempt to sugarcoat this situation. And I wasn't about to let my love for him

to react. It felt as though I couldn't quite grasp the situation - the realization that Jacob had been fucking Chloe behind my back, perhaps throughout the

would come from the very person I had sought to

already begun to numb itself. The pain

eyes widening with realization. But why was he so concerned? After all, he had already cast me aside, hadn't he? So he could fuck whoever he pleased,

at me, almost at a loss for words, while Chloe, her gaze now

to knock before entering someone's room?" She crossed

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