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~Xander~

I opened the door of her room and quietly waited for her to come home. I followed her from her dinner and listened to everything they talked about while sitting at the bar.

I was two bottles down, drowned in the sorrows.

How easily she forgets me. Yesterday she ran from my place and didn’t give me a chance to explain myself. I felt horrible when I saw her crying, but she was behaving as if nothing had happened. Does that mean whatever happened yesterday was nothing to her? My love was nothing for her.

The most painful moment I remember that pulled at my heart when I saw her hiding behind Matt. When the hell did Matt come in between us?

Why are there so many misunderstandings, Aoife?

I waited for her to come to her room, because I wanted us to be alone.

I could hear her approach with careful steps.

“Hello?” She turned on the light and entered the room. “Xander, what are you doing here?”

I came to get my answers, Aoife.

“So, how was your dinner with Taylor?”

I thought to keep