Chapter 9

Chapter 9

During my time with family in Boston, I put on a good show of being happy.

I kept myself deliberately busy, filling every hour with activities, leaving no empty spaces for unwanted thoughts.

And no, I didn’t unblock Aiden like he’d demanded.

Still, Maya and other friends kept sending me updates about him.

Apparently, Aiden and his friends spent days in Aspen. For some reason, he started posting constantly on Instagram – totally unlike the guy who’d go months without a single post.

Sometimes it was videos of him carving down black diamond runs, sometimes lavish dinners and all–night parties, but mostly group photos of everyone goofing around in the snow, all smiles and inside jokes.

though I didn’t want to know, people kept

wasn’t

questions, making vague excuses about family obligations in Boston.

a player, everyone else just gave me these knowing looks, like they

posted, he

him – it had been mine for years.

I kept my face neutral,

real love, someone I’d genuinely cared about for so, so

myself break down sometimes, feeling the unfairness of it all.

I’d remember his cruel words

I’d repeat: “Brooklyn, have some self–respect. Don’t make yourself even

hold on. Get through withdrawal. Things would get better.

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