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.

know, people

why I wasn’t in Aspen

making vague excuses about

else just gave me these knowing looks, like they

every group photo he posted, he and Madison were practically glued together, inseparable.

it

I saw these posts, I kept my face neutral, but my

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

at night, I’d let myself break down sometimes, feeling the unfairness

then I’d remember his cruel words

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

hold on. Get through withdrawal. Things would

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