The hours stretched on, each minute crawling by as I sat in the cold, sterile waiting area of the hospital. Midnight had long passed, and still, there was no sign of Leon. My uncle George had come by earlier, offering to take me back to his place so I wouldn’t have to wait alone, but I had refused. I couldn’t leave, not without seeing Leon, not without knowing where he was.“I’ll be fine, Uncle George,” I had insisted, trying to sound more confident than I felt. “He said he’d come back soon, and I want to be here when he does.”He had looked at me with concern, his brows knitting together, but eventually, he nodded and left me to wait. Now, as the hours continued to slip away, that confidence was starting to erode, replaced by a gnawing worry that grew stronger with every tick of the clock.I must have dozed off at some point, because the next thing I knew, I was being gently shaken awake. I blinked, disoriented, and looked up to see Letty standing over me, her face a mix of confusion
The rustle of leaves and the distant hum of city life from the park had always been a solace for me. But today, it felt totally different. The weight of everything that had happened—the betrayal, the confusion, and the overwhelming sadness—had finally caught up with me. I sat on the cold bench, my arms wrapped around myself, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to spill over. But it was no use. I could feel my emotions swirling inside me, a tempest that I couldn’t control. Each memory of Leon—his smile, his touch, his laugh—felt like a knife twisting in my heart. How could someone who meant so much to me cause me so much pain? The thought was unbearable, and I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping that when I opened them, this nightmare would be over. But when I heard the faint sound of a car approaching, reality came crashing back. I knew it was Aunt Lou and Uncle George. They must have been worried sick after I disappeared without a word. I didn’t want them to see me like this
The day passed in a blur, with every minute feeling like an eternity. After Leon left, the emptiness in the house seemed to magnify, each quiet moment amplifying the ache in my chest. I hadn’t heard from him since he walked out, and a part of me dreaded the possibility of never hearing from him again. But I had to push those thoughts aside. I had other responsibilities, other things that required my attention.That evening, I found myself at the hospital, helping Aunt Lou keep an eye on Lena in the recovery room. Lena had been through a rough time, and it was the least I could do to be there for her, as well as Aunt Lou. But despite my best efforts to focus on Lena’s well-being, my thoughts kept drifting back to Leon, to the look on his face when I told him to leave. The anger, the hurt, the regret—they all swirled together in a tangled mess that I couldn’t seem to unravel.Aunt Lou must have sensed my unease. As we sat together by Lena’s bedside, she kept glancing at me with a conc
A few days passed, and the emptiness within me grew like a shadow, dark and consuming. Every corner of Aunt Lou’s house seemed to echo with memories of Leon, even though I was the one who ended things. I had expected him to show up, to knock on the door and beg me to take him back, to tell me it was all a mistake. But instead, there was nothing—no calls, no messages, no sign of him at all. It was as if he had vanished from my life as easily as a dream fades in the morning light.Frustration bubbled up inside me, an anger I couldn’t quite place. Why wasn’t he trying to win me back? Did he care so little? The questions spun in my head, growing louder with each passing hour.Finally, the pressure became too much, and I let out a scream, sharp and sudden, piercing the quiet of my room. I hadn’t meant to, but the sound was out before I could stop it. I slumped back on the bed, feeling ridiculous and even more alone than before.There was a knock on my door, and I sat up, startled. I had c
The afternoon sun dipped low in the sky, casting a warm, golden hue over the university campus. The day had been a whirlwind of emotions, a mixture of tension and anticipation that hung thick in the air. As the final debate drew to a close, the auditorium was filled with a tense silence, broken only by the sound of the announcer’s voice.When Letty’s name was declared the winner, the room erupted into applause. I watched as Letty stood there, momentarily stunned, her eyes wide with disbelief. Then, slowly, a radiant smile spread across her face, genuine and filled with a sense of accomplishment. As the crowd began to disperse, Letty made her way over to me, still clutching the small, gleaming medal in her hand. Her eyes shimmered with a mixture of happiness and something deeper—relief, perhaps, or maybe even a sense of validation after everything she’d been through.“Margarette,” Letty said, her voice barely above a whisper as she held out the medal toward me. “I... I won. I still ca
The evening had started with the best of intentions—a celebration to lift Letty’s spirits after her victory at the debate. But when I stood in the dimly lit restaurant, staring across the room at Leon with another woman, all the joy I’d felt moments before drained away, replaced by a gnawing anger that threatened to consume me.And now that I even tried to escape away from it, Leon even tried to stop me.Leon’s eyes locked onto mine, and for a split second, the world seemed to stop. His gaze held a mix of longing and seriousness, and for a moment, my heart wavered. But I quickly shoved those feelings aside, determined not to let him get under my skin.“Margarette, please,” Leon’s voice was low and urgent as he stood up before me, his voice almost frantic. “Can we talk? Just give me a chance to explain.”The woman he was sitting with—the same blonde who had haunted my thoughts since that day in the shower—was walking from behind him and getting her way to approach us with wide, confus
The night was still, with only the faint rustling of leaves outside Aunt Lou’s house to break the silence. I lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling, my thoughts a tangled mess of regret and uncertainty. No matter how hard I tried to push it away, the image of Leon’s face—the hurt in his eyes, the desperation in his voice—kept replaying in my mind.I had been so certain, so sure of my decision to break up with him. After everything I had gone through with Justin, I thought I was doing the right thing, protecting myself from more pain. But now, the more I thought about it, the more I began to question everything. Had I been too impulsive? Had I let my past dictate my present, punishing Leon for sins he hadn’t committed?I sighed, rolling over to bury my face in the pillow. But the thoughts wouldn’t go away. They kept gnawing at me, whispering doubts into my ear until I could no longer ignore them. The truth was, I missed Leon. Even in the short time since our breakup, I felt like a piece
The air was cool as Leon and I walked side by side, the tension from the past few days slowly easing away. My phone buzzed in my hand, and I saw Aunt Lou’s name flash on the screen. I hesitated for a moment before answering, knowing I had to tell her about my decision to stay with Leon for the night.“Aunt Lou?” I greeted, trying to keep my voice steady.“Margarette, where are you? Are you alright?” Aunt Lou’s voice was filled with concern.“I’m with Leon,” I replied, glancing at Leon, who was watching me with a soft, encouraging smile. “I... I’m going to stay with him tonight. We need to talk and sort things out.”There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before Aunt Lou spoke again. “You and Leon worked things out, then?”I sighed, knowing she deserved more of an explanation, but I wasn’t ready to dive into the details just yet. “We’re getting there. I’ll explain everything when I see you, Aunt Lou. I promise.”Aunt Lou seemed to sense that now wasn’t the time to press f