~Noah
Stepping into the garden, hoping for a moment of respite, my heart sinks further at the sight of Senaan, still in the company of the same guy from last night.
They seem immersed in conversation, oblivious to the turmoil gripping my insides. I can't bear to stay and witness any more of their intimacy, the scene etching itself into my memory like a cruel taunt.
With a heavy sigh, I turn on my heel and leave for the university, the weight of the world pressing down on my shoulders, as if every force conspires against me, orchestrating a symphony of despair in my life.
The journey to the university feels interminable, the once-familiar streets now seem to stretch endlessly, echoing the turmoil within my mind. Each passing landmark serves as a stark reminder of happier times, now tainted with the bitterness of recent events.
The sun, usually a source of warmth and comfort, appears distant and cold, casting long shadows that mirror the profound loneliness I feel. With every step, the weight of betrayal bears down on me, threatening to crush my spirit.
Despite the bustle around me, I feel isolated, as if I am navigating through a world that has turned its back on my very existence, leaving me in darkness once again.
Lost in the tumult of my thoughts, I can't help but dwell on my past, the recurrent pattern of misplaced trust and subsequent heartache. It is as though I have woven a web of naivety around myself, willingly inviting deception and disappointment into my life.
Each instance of betrayal serves as a testament to my own folly, my unwavering belief in the inherent goodness of those around me.
As I grapple with the weight of my own misjudgments, a profound sense of helplessness envelops me, suffocating any flicker of hope that dares to emerge.
The tears, unbidden, make their presence known, a silent testament to the ache that consumes my soul, each droplet a manifestation of the pain I have come to know all too well.
A/N: Join us in the next chapter as the tangled threads of fate weave a tapestry of love and betrayal, propelling our characters into an intricate dance of redemption and sacrifice.
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Broken Paths, Mended Hearts (BXB)
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