Genevieve:Nothing added up. How on earth did the medal end up with Emre? I didn't even want to ring him up for any explanations. After what he pulled, I'd prefer being in the dark than having a chat with him. As I settled on the bed to compose myself, the door squeaked open, causing me to raise my
Genevieve:"What's going on? Why are you feeling so down?" Monique noticed my distress and approached me, her eyes reflecting a touch of sadness.None of my friends had dropped by all day, leaving me feeling defeated and lonely. "It's nothing," I fibbed, slyly attempting to conceal my tears and pret
Emre:"Pack up everything you can find. Don't go overboard," Dad continued assisting her, while my mom brought out the empty boxes she had kept for ages, hoping that someday we would use them and leave the pack for good.My concerns about the baby were still unanswered. In fact, we were leaving the
Genevieve:My eyes remained fixed on the screen, and Monique noticed. She allowed me to process the information in silence for a while before gently pressing her hand against my shoulder to shake me awake.I couldn't believe I had tears in my eyes. It just reminded me of Emre and his beloved girlfri
Genevieve: As Ariel had mentioned, she sat with Bellamy, who had his head down and his hands clumped together. They were oddly close, as if they had just finished doing something. His shirt buttons were open, and she was in her bra, holding a sheet over her chest. A pillow lay on the couch, and I c
Genevieve:"Is this the brain behind your voice these days?" I laughed upon realizing that he had fooled me the entire time, listening to Ariel badmouth me."Your beloved boyfriend told me he's over you--," I had just started speaking when she nodded, making it seem like she already knew. But I had
Genevieve:Bellamy kept glaring at me. None of us spoke another word, but Ariel was there for that. She had some stuff to say, and it seemed like she wasn't going to stop until she had said it."Reject her, Bellamy!" she hissed again."He wouldn't do that," I muttered, challenging her. Tired of bein
Genevieve:The pain of rejection was evident on his face; he appeared to be in shock, perhaps because he hadn't anticipated this outcome. He expected me to go above and beyond to make him accept me back, not to go through the entire process of rejection. What a fool he was.He left the decision of o