Chapter 8

Chapter 8

I would regret it – regret my fearlessly forward–rushing youth.

Realizing this, I decided to fulfill some unfinished dreams before falling off the cliff.

From bedroom to kitchen to living room, I traced our familiar paths, slowly erasing traces of our

existence.

But this rental apartment held too many memories and too much love.

The evening sun slanting into the bedroom, the warm light swaying, his endless strength devoted entirely to loving me.

Running home laughing through snowy nights, urgently pushing open the door, then kissing against it

until breathless.

Splitting a watermelon in two but fighting with spoons over one half, getting tipsy on $12 cocktails, me cupping his face with tiny kisses until I nestled into his arms as we fell onto the sofa, feeling his chest vibrate with laughter.

In this moment, I decided to let memories stay memories.

The lock turned. I looked back to see a stranger named Alex in the doorway.

Though he looked at me as he had thousands of times before, I knew–this wasn’t him.

came over, crouched beside me, looking

my head: “Just clearing out

$50 jacket, $20 pants, only his

his greatest hardship was playing

when bored.

only lowering his living standards but

measure, I hadn’t lost out.

a liar, my boyfriend was handsome, well–built, capable, and even good in

on wedding dresses with me

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Chapter 8

seemed frosted with

about marriage, I’m still… isn’t

doesn’t mean we have to get married. What are

first time I’d mentioned not getting

indifferent.

pulling me into his arms

path isn’t finished yet.

other. Maybe my future

laughing in anger: “Shut

of throwing myself into his arms ecstatically like before, I just kept

messaged asking why I kept asking about him.

Why keep asking

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