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,

asking why I wasn’t in Aspen

dodged their questions, making vague excuses about

straight–up called Aiden a player, everyone else just gave me these knowing looks, like they were

knew why. In every group photo he posted, he and Madison were practically

him – it

these posts, I kept my face neutral, but my heart would

I’d genuinely cared about for so,

let myself break down sometimes, feeling

then I’d remember his cruel words and mentally slap myself.

I’d repeat: “Brooklyn, have some

on. Get through withdrawal.

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