Two years and four months ago, I thought I had moved on. I thought it was never too late to see that life wasn't all about Alex, that I still had better goals and better people I ought to be spending time for, not crying, not thinking all night, not obsessing over our old conversations, nothing...
I tried to fix myself by dating Ken, thinking I could've gotten over Alex, but it just got worse. I pretended I didn't care when he was around, but it just made me feel worse. I knew I loved Alex, but it felt like all I did the whole time was make a fool out of myself.
Everything became clear when I got to see the deepest part of Alex's soul when we attended his mother's funeral. I realized I was immature and inexperienced. I promised myself I'd never be that naïve again, so I waited. Even when Alex had to leave, I waited.
It's been two years since Alex left, and I waited patiently for him. Alex skyped with us really often, but I barely got in touch with him. He sent a lot of emails and text messages, but I didn't reply to all of them. I didn't return all of his calls. I don't know. I wasn't trying to make him miss me or whatever. It was because I knew I still wasn't ready. But now... I am. I felt it. I hope Alex felt it too.
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Never Too Late
RomanceThis is the sequel of "The Wrong Guy". As Liyah and Alex got into a deeper relationship, many hardships and changes are on their way as they go into their college lives.
