Chapter 19

I felt a pang in my heart. The sweet, juicy watermelon immediately turned sour in my mouth.

I kept my silence as I frowned and tossed the watermelon skin back onto the table. Then, I wiped myself clean with the towel.

Was that a harmless insult? Or did he really look down on me that much?

He was perfect. As someone who’d had a crush on him for the longest time ever, how much harder did I have to work to shift my affection to somebody else?

I didn’t know if I was destined to spend the rest of my life alone while waiting and hoping that my childhood sweetheart would finally come to his senses.

“Felix White, you’re a meanie. Can’t you stop being so cruel to me?” I whined inwardly.

It was bad enough that he didn’t like me. But he didn’t have to rob me of my peace either.

Please, could he just leave me the fuck alone?

Both our families still spent Christmas Eve together.

Mom, Dad, and I were all quickly ushered over to Uncle Austin’s house early in the morning. Mom then looked at Christmas dinner recipes with Aunt Mel while Dad and Uncle Austin pored over a game of

chess.

p with fairy

with Christmas decals, and the rest of the house was lights. We’d hear caroling outside the door from time to time, and

home and burrow under my warm, cozy blankets. But Aunt Mel stopped me from leaving and suggested that I

his room.

didn’t do as she told

scrolling on

the past kept flashing in my mind. It was already deeply embedded in my brain, and I didn’t allow myself to

was a very unforgiving person who held on to grudges, i just knew that there was a deep

but I also didn’t dare to get any closer to him.

you doing here alone? You look like a sad, abandoned

snatched away, making me

He held onto the armrest on the couch and brought my

I liked tort was good. Rather, I chose it because it was a

to me,” I said, reaching up

you want your phone back come to my room

to go to his

a long, long time. He didn’t know about those photos. I

got up and went to his room to retrieve

his room, he was sitting by his table. He was holding my phone with one

very widely and happily, showing all of

shouldn’t give me any false hope by leading me on. He should just let me be my miserable self for the day. Why couldn’t he

time?

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