Life goes on…
After experiencing such immense pain, I feel like I’ve awakened, becoming more enlightened. I keep telling myself it’s okay—if no one loves me, then loving myself is enough.
Aff and I have become close friends since that night. There’s nothing romantic between us; everything is pure and transparent. We can talk about anything. People on set have started teasing us, saying we have something going on, but we don’t mind. We’ve become the "ship couple" of the set, which I find kind of fun.
It’s been over a month, and I haven’t heard from Ann. I haven’t contacted her either. I’ll admit, I miss her, but I’m trying to turn that longing into just fond memories. I don’t hate her, and I don’t think she hates me either.
We’re not angry at each other, but we’ve drifted apart.
I don’t want to get entangled in such unclear, ambiguous relationships again. In the past, I would have sulked, cried, and chased after her to her house, accepting whatever role she gave me. But now, I’ve changed, and it will stay this way.
“Your direct messages are piling up. Aren’t you going to check them?”
Aff asked, peeking at my phone while I scrolled through it.
I raised an eyebrow and shook my head.
“It’s probably just fans tagging me in photos or whatever.”
“Maybe it’s Ann.”
“It’s not.”
A part of me thought it might be her too, but since I’d decided to cut things off, I figured it was better not to respond.
“You’re so cold. Didn’t she already show you that she loves you?”
Aff said, casually bringing up the topic again. I gave her a soft smile, pretending not to care.
“Love or not, it doesn’t matter anymore. Life has to move on, just like you. After you cried that day, you didn’t seem sad anymore.”
“That’s because I’ve met someone new.”
“Who?”
“An actor from another show.”
“That was fast,” I teased.
“He messaged me in the DMs, asked me out for dinner and a movie, so we got to know each other. He seems genuine.”
“Him? It’s a guy?”
“Yeah, a guy.”
“I thought you liked girls.”
“I want to keep an open mind. If I can love anyone, I might as well try. If things don’t work out with this guy, I’ll probably stay single for good,”
Aff said, sounding relaxed, as if this relationship wasn’t that serious. She wasn’t taking it to heart.
“You should check your DMs too. Even if it’s not Ann, someone might be inviting you out to eat, see a movie, or listen to music.”
“I’m not ready yet.”
“Why close yourself off? You’re only hurting yourself.”
“How so?”
“While you’re dwelling in your own misery, someone else might be out having fun. That’s why I decided to open myself up to dating men. Ann is the same way, isn’t she?”
That’s true. By now, she’s probably moved on. No, she never needed to move on—she never dwells in the past. Unlike me, still stuck in the same place, telling myself life has to go on but refusing to return to how things were. It seems like everyone else has moved forward except me.
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