She was berating herself inwardly, feeling small and lost.

James sensed her distress and softened his tone, urging her, "Don't come to places like this alone anymore."

Esther found his tone oddly familiar, reminiscent of the James she used to know. Why was he suddenly being so gentle?

In that moment, something changed for Esther. It felt like they were transported back to a time when they were together, when James still loved her.

"Don't tell me what to do," she retorted, pushing him away as she attempted to rise. But her footing faltered, and she nearly fell if James hadn't caught her in time.

"Don't touch me, James. We're nothing to each other now. I don't need your kindness. I hate you. I hate you with every fiber of my being..." Esther squatted on the floor and burst out crying.

loud that James felt bad. He awkwardly patted her

Do you think I'm some kind of fool? Who else would let you toy with their feelings like this? If I

slurred from intoxication, James

like this when you chased after

before. His irritation resurfaced as he remembered the girl he had a crush on chased

I'll chase after you, aren't you?" It was a rare moment of insight from Esther, and she wanted to get up and

knew she would feel that way, but he had to admit it was indeed what

took a deep breath. "Alright, I was

decor for support. Nausea threatened to

annoying? She was ready to move on, but now

explain himself, but seeing someone familiar approaching, he

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