Chapter 15
Chapter15
Zion looked at me with both frustration and resignation. “I’m begging you just go see Selena. I’ve been looking for you for so long and only recently found out you work here.”
I never thought I would hear these words from him. After remembering how arrogant he used to be, Falmost felt like laughing. “It’s over between me and her. Besides, Thave a girlfriend now.“With that, I showed him a photo of Sylvia and me together.
When he saw our picture, he laughed again. This crying and laughing act of his was beyond my interpretation. After a few minutes, I took my phone back from him. “I don’t have time to waste with you here. I need to get to work.”
I stood up, ready to leave, but to my surprise, he started crying outright, his tears dropping onto the table one by one. “Do you know that Selena tried to kill herself because of you?
*Barely half a year after breaking up with her, and you’re already with someone else. She still talks about you like you’re a good man, Hudson. But who do you think loves Selena mace between you and me?
Suicide? How could she think of suicide?
My mind went blank.
Suicide? Why would she
she was always so full of life, always
miling–how could she even consider something like that?
p messing with my life.”
I frowned, staring at him in disbelief. Zion, what are you trying to pull here? I’m happy with my girlfriend now, so stop m
He gave aber laugh, looking up at me with disgust. “You still don’t believe me even now, huh?”
Iscorted. “It’s a life. You can’t just make something like that up. Be more realistic, Zion.”
“Do you really think I’d lie about this?” With that, be pulled out his phone and showed me a video, which showed that Selena’s hair was messy and her eyes were unfocused.
“Had, Had, Imiss you so much. Why won’t you text me? Why did you block me!
“Ahhh. Is it because you don’t love me anymore. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Hud. Come back, plcome back
“What’s the point of hiving without you? Hud, I’m sorry. Just promise me your live well, okay? I’ll be watching over you”
Thum, she took a sharp knife and begon slashing at her wrist. In an instant, blood dripped from het ar staining the floor below. She looked at her wounded wrist and suddenly began to laugh.
“Hud, if I die, will you love me again? Turns out, sitting my wrist doesn’t even hum that much. After all, compared to the pain you caused me, what’s a little cut? “Hod, I have you Iinly love you. I’m sorry Justeome back. Where are you hiding? How long are you going to keep avoiding me? Hud, I miss you so much.”
