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BLAIR’S POV

It took another five minutes of just staring at each other, seated side by side each other, before Brian spoke up.

“I know you have so much you want to say already, so please, just do so already,” he pleaded,

“Yell at me. Scold me. Punch me. Do whatever, say whatever.”

“Anything that makes you better. I just need to hear what you have in your heart.” He said.

I stared at Brian with a side smile.

Unfortunately, contrary to Brian’s thoughts or fears, there was nothing in my heart.

I was empty and clueless, struggling with every single thing. I had no thoughts, no basic emotions in my heart. All I had was one wish, that we could both go back in time and act better, but since that was not a possibility, what was there to say?

I took a deep breath.

“Would you believe me if I say I have nothing to say?” I asked Brian, with a cracked voice.

“No,” he dropped his head down, as he responded in a whisper.

‘And that was the problem,’ I thought. I was being honest when I sai