𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙊𝙛 𝙃𝙞𝙨 𝙇𝙞𝙛𝙚

Prologue part 1.2(Genevieve)

𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘶𝘱
Luke graduated last month. He has a 4.0 gpa. No one was surprised, he is hardworking and extremely brilliant. He deserves everything. Including the opportunity to go to his dream college. Only catch? It's in a different continent.

Cambridge has been his dream since forever. I have no idea why, it just is. And he got in. With a scholarship. Not that he would need one, his parents are well off enough that he can go to Cambridge without taking any student loans.

Everyone is happy for him. Except me. I mean I am happy, and proud but I am also sad and afraid. Afraid of what that much distance will do to our relationship. Sad that I might lose him.
I think Luke caught on. I don't know why I thought I could hide it from him. That boy can read me like the back of his hand. And maybe that's why he decided not to go to Cambridge. He said he wanted to be closer to home. But I knew he did it for me. And I was happy. I was so full of happiness that I didn't see how disappointed Luke was. How he tried to convince himself that Cambridge wasn't worth it over and over again.

Samuel was the one to tell me. And maybe it was because of his love for his best friend but he told me that I was selfish. That I only loved how Luke made me feel and I didn't love him. Because if I really loved him I wouldn't have been so blinded by my own happiness to see that he was suffering. I wouldn't hold him down. I wouldn't clip his wings and I would let him fly. So that's what I did.

I called Luke and asked him to come to my house. And when he did, he came in smiling but it didn't reach his eyes. It wasn't that breathtaking smile that made your heart burst. It was a heartbreaking smile that made your eyes sting And your chest heavy. How did I miss it? And that was all it took me to break down. Luke caught me in his arms and kept asking me what happened. I kept saying sorry.

And when I finally calmed down I looked him in the eye and told him that I wanted to break up. I saw pain flash through his face. He asked me why. And I told him that I love him enough to let him go and that if our love was really true he would come back to me. He promised me that our love was true and that he loves me and he'll always love me, even if he was on a different continent. He held me in his arms that night. I held on to him tight, afraid to let.

A week later he got on a flight to the United Kingdom.

A month after that I realized I was pregnant.

~
sʜᴏʀᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ. ɪᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ sʜᴏʀᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ... 𝟼 ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ. sᴏ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ғᴏʀɢɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ