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Lando's POV I groan as the bright sun forces me awake. I realize someone's cuddled into my chest, and impulsively I curl into them, wanting to feel Belle's warmth.
And then I remember it's not her—but the person I'm using to avoid thinking about her instead.
And how much I hurt her.
And it makes me wonder why I can't stop.
I take a quick look at Magui, who's gripping onto me, and I repulse myself. I'm disgusted with my own self for doing this to Belle when I know she's still hurting because of me.
I pull away from her without waking her and get in the shower, washing away the sweat and smell of alcohol from last night.
I don't know how I woke up still fully clothed, but a huge part of me is glad I did, and that I didn't betray Belle as much as I believed. I still felt disgusting, though.
After taking a long, cold shower, I change into some workout clothes, deciding it would be a good idea to get a little bike workout in.
Once I'm ready, I make my way to the hotel's gym and set myself on the bikes. I usually choose these when I want to work out but still want to be a little distracted by something like my phone.
When I finally turn it on, after not having checked it since last night, the first thing that catches my eye is a few notifications from Belle.
I quickly open up my messages, hoping I didn't miss anything—when I feel like I get hit by a truck.
belle 💞😄
hi I miss you lets talk soon
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fuck you
I stare at the last message in shock. The first three had left me beyond happy—finally feeling like things were on the right track—when I read the most recent message.
I quickly try to reply, but none of my messages go through. I then attempt to call her, but the call doesn't even connect—she had blocked me.
I go to my call log and see I have a voicemail left by her, along with a few others I decide to deal with later.
I quickly tap on it and raise the volume, bracing myself to hear her words.
