Sequel to iGHOST YOU.
"...It's painful that I have to watch the girl I love go through so much pain everyday and I can't do anything to help her"
Alex is finally happy being with Kent but little did she know that storm and chaos awaits their love st...
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Bryce's POV
I couldn't focus. It was like my mind had become this constant noise, buzzing with everything that had happened days ago and everything I wished I could change. I hated it. I hated how I was now—a version of myself I didn't recognize. The person I used to be, the guy who didn't overthink everything, who didn't get tangled up in emotions, was gone. In his place was someone who couldn't stop replaying the past, and someone who was terrified of losing something I wasn't even sure I ever had to begin with.
I couldn't believe it had come to this between Alex and I. I was begging for a chance and she was just... ignoring me.
She was acting like I was invisible, and it was tearing me apart. The silence between us felt so thick, so suffocating. It reminded me of how things used to be some weeks ago. Then, I had been an idiot, messing with her to get attention. But I didn't know how else to get her to notice me back then. She was the first girl I had ever liked. The first girl who made my stomach do flips when I saw her smile, and the first girl who made my heart ache in ways I couldn't even explain.
But I ruined it. I ruined everything.
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I saw her in the hallway that morning, and for a second, I thought maybe she would look at me. Maybe she'd give me a sign that things weren't as bad as I thought. But no. She walked past me, acting like she didn't even see me. I had even slipped a note in her locker with the wedding invitation but I caught a glimpse of her ripping the note.
It stung. More than I wanted to admit. I stood there, frozen, feeling that familiar feeling of regret gnawing at my insides.
Class couldn't end fast enough. I couldn't concentrate. My mind kept drifting to her, to the way she had looked at me that night; how distant and hurt she seemed. And I was the one who had put that look on her face.
After class, I watched her walk away with her friend, Emma. My heart sank further with each step she took. I just wanted to fix it. I wanted to go up to her, apologize and beg her to listen to me. To understand that I was sorry, that I was so sorry for everything I'd done. But I didn't know how to make it right. It felt like I had ruined any chance we had.
I hoped that she would come around soon. That she would see that I wasn't the same person I used to be. I wasn't the stupid kid anymore, the one who thought messing with her would somehow get her to like me. I was just a guy who had made a mistake, a huge mistake, and was desperately trying to fix it. But what if it was too late? What if I had already lost her forever?
I couldn't shake the thought as I watched her go. I couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, this phase wouldn't be forever and I wouldn't be stuck in this endless loop of regret.
