The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

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Hendrix reached out and gripped Noelle's chin. In a deep voice laced with a clear trace of anger, he asked, "You've fallen for Dylan, haven't you?"

Noelle didn't answer, but she pressed her lips tighter and tighter. Her eyes still brimmed with tears, but the moisture only made them shine more brightly, more vividly.

In their reflection, Hendrix could see himself clearly, and he could also see the unmistakable hatred within them.

She hated him.

Hendrix knew that, of course. From the moment he decided to take this path, he had already anticipated how she would react.

But so what? Was he supposed to stand by and watch as they became nothing more than strangers who had nothing to do with each other?

If that were the case, Hendrix would rather she hated him.

He could live with that outcome-it wasn't something he couldn't accept. But the one thing he absolutely couldn't tolerate was her heart belonging to someone else.

because of who he

he watched her tears fall, a cold numbness began to creep through

it, but he regretted

added, "It's not possible, right? Of course not. You and him it's

I have

could finish, Noelle cut him off

words hit Hendrix like a stone, lodging themselves in his throat and silencing him instantly. He immediately clenched his hands, but after just a few seconds, he

said, "You're lying to me, Noelle. Didn't you hear what I just said? He

others, at least he's genuinely good to me," Noelle interrupted him. "He's kind, considerate, cares about how I feel, and is there

her words

tongue invading with a brutal intensity, as if determined to steal every

be crushed away. Her face flushed a deep

quickly grabbed her wrist, pinning her

she forgot they were on the couch. Her retreat

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