Chapter 52: What Now?

Achilles’ Point of View:

I couldn’t convince myself to follow her when she left my room. If I were honest, I wanted to—so badly, but I didn’t have it in me. I couldn’t face her after what I had said to her.

I fell back on the bed. Did I really just fuck things up with the love of my life over some money?

But it wasn’t about money, was it? I just wanted—I was just not used to people doing things like that. I was not used to forgiving. I’ve always been alone in things like these, and it just seemed… outrageous, at the moment, that she would do something like that.

Sometimes, her words seemed to be true. Maybe I was my father, cause at times like these—I could see him in me.

Carlos entered my room moments after she left.

“What’d you say to send her crying like that?”

His words made me feel even worse. I sat up and looked at him with a helpless expression. He had supported me so much in my relationship with Bella, and now how was I supposed to tell him how wildly I had fucked it up i