Chapter Fifty Four

Justin’s POV

I was mad at myself.

I hated myself that I’d yet again failed to keep the promise I made. I’d failed to forget her like I’d promised to, as every memory I’d tried to keep away had now come rushing back in.

And yet, I hated myself even more for not recognizing it was her until she left. I should have known from her voice. I should have known from her laughs. I should have known from her eyes. I should have known from her lips but no, I didn’t. Two years wasn’t enough time to forget everything about a person you’d loved all my life, so why didn’t I notice she was the one?

Did she also not realize that it was me behind the mask? Or was she aware of it and chose not to let me know? Did she even think of me during those two years? Or unlike me, had she forgotten about me completely? If so, who invited her to my party? And why the hell did she decide to come? Who was her date? Who did she come with?

I had so many questions with no answers in sight.

“Let’s get you home, budd