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.

looking

clearing out some useless things, making space.”

than yesterday – a $50 jacket, $20 pants, only

his greatest hardship was playing with a poor

when bored.

lowering his living standards but laboriously crafting lies.

I hadn’t

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

come try on

Tears oflox Seed Winnes:

Chapter 8

lamplight seemed frosted with silver, beautiful even when frowning.

still… isn’t it

we have to get

because it was the first time I’d mentioned not getting married so playfully, as

indifferent.

arms teasingly: “Are

yet. No one knows

other. Maybe my

laughing in anger: “Shut up. I’ll go with you,

throwing myself into his arms ecstatically

why I kept asking

asking about him? He was

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