The Aftermath

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Chiquita's POV

The days that followed felt like I was walking through unfamiliar terrain. I kept seeing the same people, the same places, but everything felt distant, like I was living in a world that didn't quite fit me anymore. I continued to go through the motions, spending time with Ahyeon and attending the usual parties, but I couldn't shake the feeling of withdrawal. The things that used to excite me—the celebrations, the laughter, the chaos—seemed so hollow now. My thoughts kept drifting to Asa, to the way she looked when she walked out of that café, to her hesitant voice when she said she'd listen.

I knew I had messed up. And maybe I still didn't fully understand the depth of the hurt I had caused her, but I was trying. I had to. I couldn't let it end like this, not without showing her that I was capable of more than the selfish person I had been. I spent less time with my usual crowd, more time lost in my head, trying to figure out how I could make things right.

But the hardest part? Not knowing if I'd ever be able to.

Asa's POV

The days after that meeting felt strange. I threw myself into my studies, tried to focus on my goals, my dreams—anything to distract me from the whirlwind of emotions that had been swirling inside me. I couldn't figure out what to make of Chiquita's apology. Part of me wanted to believe her, wanted to believe that she was really sorry. But another part of me couldn't shake the memory of how she had humiliated me, how she had used me for her own gain without a second thought.

Trust wasn't something I could just give back overnight.

But I was willing to give her time. Time to show me that she had changed. Time to show me that she wasn't the person who had made me feel so small. The road ahead wasn't going to be easy—I knew that. The betrayal wasn't something I could just erase from my mind. But for the first time in days, I felt a small spark of hope—a fragile belief that maybe things could be different between us.

And for now, that was enough.

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