Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Chapter 18

We gradually stopped contacting each other after that. Sometimes, we’d go up to half a month without saying anything to each other.

He had a girl he liked by his side, after all. I didn’t want to cause any misunderstandings between them. I also didn’t want to distract their lives just because I couldn’t control my emotions. That was why I never made the first move to contact him, no matter how much I missed him.

It was hard to cut back on contacting him, but I needed to move on.

I swore I had to get over him by hook or by crook.

When it was almost time for winter break, he texted me once, asking me when I’d be going home.

I stared at the single line of text on my phone for the longest time ever. My mind was conflicted. I didn’t know if I should feel sad or happy.

I thought I’d forget him as long as I didn’t see him or think about him.

However, when his familiar profile photo popped up again on my messaging app, telling me I had unread messages from him, my mind started wandering once more. And there was no stopping it once it started.

I gripped my phone tightly and stared at our chat window for a long time. Then, I broke down in tears and sobbed like a madwoman.

out, I was still very much in love with him. I

with him for 18 years. It wouldn’t be that easy to

him. We didn’t belong together. I had my life to live, and

of text. I said, “I don’t know when I’m going back yet.

me.”

first post was

photo of two intertwined hands. There was a simple caption

that said, “We’re home.”

My heart broke.

made my way home through the hills and

at home for a longer

was also home, he would come over and knock at my house

time he came, he had a wide smile on his face. I didn’t know if he was doing this because he felt sorry for me or if he was just trying to reconcile with me. Or, maybe it was just regular interaction between two same–aged people, and

scenario it was, what was in the past should stay in the

do about it anyway.

heard about his college, how close his dorm was to Lilac’s,

hanging off the edges of the roof, the crazy locals who opened

the time, Felix would listen to me and smile faintly. At times, he would teasingly call me a pig for

alone.