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Misplaced Names

Vincent

I was hurting.

I knew she was definitely a part of my past, and I knew I was madly in love with her. That’s the only reason that best explained the spasmodic desires that engulf me whenever I was close to her.

But I don’t trust her.

She said she didn’t want to reveal the truth for my sake, but I doubted her. She was hiding something. That should be the reason my brain shut her out.

I might have been telling myself that coming back here was to inform my dad of my intentions to marry Arya, but that wasn’t the entire reason.

I came back for closure.

My past haunted me. I felt it was time to return the favor, but in the end, as I walked away from Anne, I realized I was, in fact, ambushed.

It got worse. I couldn’t sleep, couldn’t eat properly, couldn’t have a decent conversation with Arya all because my brain kept bringing up images of that lady’s face, which was quite hilarious because the same brain was shutting me out from my past with her.

The first moment I laid eyes o
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