It had been five months since the day Alex had broken Isobel's heart. She had finally mustered up the courage to tell him she loved him, only to have him reject her to be with Samantha. Despite Isobel's efforts to move on, she still carried a torch for Alex.
It didn't help that he kept giving her mixed signals; flirting with her, telling her how much he missed her. Isobel wanted so desperately to believe that he might still love her, but she knew the truth.
"Why?" Isobel would ask herself every night. She had had her chance and Alex had chosen Samantha. But even though Isobel knew she'd never have a chance with him, she couldn't bring herself to hate him.
The more Isobel thought about Alex, the more confused she felt. She wanted to hate him, she wanted to move on, but she just couldn't. A small shred of hope was always there, keeping her tethered to him despite the pain.
Maybe one day she would be brave enough to let go, but for now Isobel knew she wasn't ready. Until then she would continue to watch from afar, loving him too much to hate him, even if it meant the heartache would never let up.
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