{Isla’s POV} Hey, so you know how sometimes we hope for something, and when it finally happens, we’re still shocked by the outcome? I don’t know if I’m making sense, but I’ll be direct to the point. Ralph Tinter. My pretty ex-boyfriend whom I had hurt and whom I had hoped to still be his friend and not his enemy. Well, he’s nice to me. Like super nice! Not like I expect him to treat me like the freaking devil or anything, but I had fucking broken his heart and ran away with another man! And normally, when this sort of thing happens, the affected person gives you at least an attitude, right? But Ralph hasn’t been giving me any. He just acts like nothing ever happened even when we both know he was hurt and might still be. He deserved an apology or an explanation at least, but he still hadn’t asked for any. I had tried to initiate a conversation a couple of times but he waved it off and we ended up having fun. That bothers me. It bothers me for two reasons. One, he might be hur
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