When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 77

Maybe the person I’m waiting for will never show up.

The girl, sharp as a tack, approached with a smile, “Sweetie, are you waiting for someone?”

“Yeah.”

“Your friend must be stuck in traffic. It’s always a mess around the stadium at this time.”

Seeing my disappointment, she smiled and came closer, tilting her head, “How about I keep you company while you wait?”

“Aren’t you going in?”

“I couldn’t snag a ticket.”

She shrugged, her lips turning downwards in a mix of disappointment and resignation.

I chuckled, “Then, keep me company.”

He’s not coming, and I’m not really waiting for him.

I’m waiting to finally give up hope.

Another hour passed, the crowd in the square thinning out, my fingers almost numb from

the cold.

announcement over the PA system reminded everyone it was the last

Suddenly, a familiar, warm voice

his brown trench coat. I paused for at moment, then

eyebrow, “Indeed, it is a coincidence. Fancy

gone to a vending machine to buy drinks, came back, saw Mark, and her eyes lit up. Handing me a bottle of water, she said,

immediately embarrassed, not sure

make me feel awkward, clarified our relationship,

“He’s not coming.”

we go

you?” I was

“Yeah.”

“Alright then.”

indeed less fun

Mark, “Wait for me

I handed my extra ticket to the

“Really?”

her smile almost too big to contain,

it’s an extra ticket

if not given away, is just a waste. Better to give it to someone

only to see the girl still in the square, apparently talking to a friend who also didn’t have

Mark said, striding over to them, and it

ticket.

the girls jumping up and down

is wonderful, being young

seem clear and straightforward, and