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~Aoife~

Heartbreak comes in waves. Slowly, it will pull you into the sea, and you will never know when the ground under your feet is swept away. They come at such random moments, replacing a feeling of normalcy with familiar tears. Yet, in time, those waves lessen and let the good memories flood back in.

Sitting on the floor, I cried and smiled for the moments we spent together after Matt left this place.

It was understood he would never see me again. How could I expect him to? He was hurt, and I was the reason. From the beginning of our relationship, he carried this burden in his heart. It was difficult for him to let Xander pursue his love for me. Today, when he poured out his heart, I crushed it into small pieces.

At this moment, I wish death upon myself. I am not a good person, and I hurt people who loved me.

I didn’t know when my sobbing turned into a slumber before a familiar voice woke me up.

“Aoife, wake up, dear,” Aunt Agnes lightly shook me.

Her husband brought water for me