Hundred-Fifteen: What Could Have Been.

ELIANA.

“Are you going to be okay, Ivan?”

I broke the silence in the room. He was seated by the edge of his bed and I was in the chair right opposite him. When he lifted his gaze to me, a light scoff escaped his lips. Most of what he was feeling to be honest was disbelief, but there was also the heartbreak.

In a way, by walking away, my brother had broken both our hearts but I couldn’t even pretend to understand what Ivan was going through. At that moment at least.

Because there was a point in my life where I had to watch the man I loved walk away with another woman too, right in front of me.

It was clear Ivan loved Nathaniel, or at least he felt something which was why he was that hurt, even though his eyes said otherwise, I could tell.

“There’s really nothing more that I can do” He replied me. I sat forward.

“He chose to walk away, all I have to do now is move on and continue living my life just as I was before I met him six months ago” Ivan added.

“You don’t have to do that, Iv