We used to be in love

AMELIA'S POV

Days passed.

Weeks passed.

Months passed.

Now, I'm finally okay. Or am I?

"what flower should I give Lorna?" Charles asked.

We're having breakfast.

Flowers.

I remembered that he used to give me flowers every single day with notes.

I shook my head.

No, I should forget. I should forget him. That's the goal, that's what I am doing.

"hey, are you really okay?" Charles asked. He had been asking that question for every single day.

"yeah" I faked a smile.

I will be okay.

I will, when the time is right.

"I wanted to surprise her. It's her birthday next week" Charles said.

I remembered how he surprised me as well, with her confession, the cakes, the birthday decorations, the foods, her mom's gift.

Amelia, pull yourself together. Forget about him. He's not even visiting you.

"should I put love in the flower?" he asked again.

Love?

We used to call each other love.

He used to call me love.

And I used to call him love.

We used to be in loved.

We finished having breakfast with nothing