Antonio, the guy who never hid his feelings, could let loose around her.

I didn't bother to see it.

Who said first love was so special? It was just a fancy word for a silly crush.

Antonio's heart has always been set on one person: himself.

I turned around, and there was Antonio, right behind me.

He was a wreck, nowhere near the put-together guy he used to be.

His hair was all over the place, and his eyes were all red.

He was in the clothes I had picked out for him.

He rushed to Stella, giving her a slap.

"Shut up.

I won't let you come between Grace and me. I've gotten to the bottom of this. You never loved me, and you deliberately seduced me to hurt Grace.

"Back at the hostel, you weren't working hard to get by. You took off with a broke artist and split when the going got tough.

"You've been lying to me. You're the reason I lost Grace. She's the best in the world, the one who loves me the most."

Stella was in shock, covering her face.

Antonio turned to face me.

"Grace, you knew all about her. Why did you keep it from me? Why did you stand by and watch me being deceived?"

I stood there, too stunned to say anything for a beat.

"Would you even hear me out? Or would you just call me jealous? We've grown up together, and you still don't get who Stella really is?

"You're lusting after her body but not willing to take responsibility. Antonio, you're a real piece of work!"

My words must have hit home because Antonio kept a distance for a while.

Stella didn't dare to pull her usual stunts around me anymore.

I got a job at my mom's company and

slowly but surely, I was getting the swing of things.

work, I would hang out with my colleagues, grab a

was peaceful, almost too

back in

work, I got this creepy feeling

one of those sketchy areas where the streetlights

the cops and setting the person off, so I

it cool.

walked past a dense bush,

was terrified, crying, shaking like

hurt me. Take my money. It's

like he

streetlight

I caught a glimpse of a pearl tattoo

of disbelief, I

He went rigid.

all my strength, and once I got a good look at hist

hell do you think you're doing? You're acting

cheeks flushed red in a

of losing it, he tenderly took my hand and

if I tried. All I want is

in disgust from his

him for years, and witnessed his stubbornness, the way he'd never retreat until

of fixation, this

terrified, crying, shaking like a

my money. It's

silent, gripping me like

streetlight flickered

split second of light, I caught a

tone of

He went rigid.

pushed him off

strength,

at

bet

once I got a

that it

hand.

the hell do you think you're doing? You're acting worse than a

flushed red

of losing it, he tenderly took my hand and blew on it with a soft

couldn't if I tried. All I want is to bring you back

disgust

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