Yesterday's You |18+|

Chapter 32

A lot of people assembled at the yard of my house when I peeked behind the curtain through the broken window. They were busy talking to each other and some of them pointed out to the window at my room. To be honest, I wanted to know the reasons Chris broke into my room without consent. At the same time, I still couldn't manage myself to confront him because every time I looked him at his eyes, all I could remember was suffocation and pain that he said to me. It was true after all. Words cut deeper than a knife.

"Kate!" Diane yelled, she was really surprised to see there were two cops were interviewing me in my room and a group of people were still standing in front of her house. She took a few steps slowly to scrutinise a lot of pieces of the glass that was broken. "What is happening?" She looked at me.

"Thank you, Miss Winter, for the info," the cops were smiling at me before they left.

Diane pulled me into her embrace and pat my head a few times before she pulled away. "Are you okay? Did something happen?" She asked while examining my body and my head.

"I'm fine," I smiled.

"Why don't you call me? I was so shocked to see a lot of people at our yard and this broken pieces of glass scattered on the floor," she put her eyes on the shattered glass. "Did someone broke in?" She asked.

I smiled as I stared at her. "Chris was here," I sighed and took a broom at the store beside my bedroom.

"Oh my God! He did this?" She asked. Without hesitation, I nodded and swept the floor. "Why?" She asked, her voice was full of annoyance.

I clenched my jaw and I stared blankly on the floor. "I don't know. He seems worried," I told Diane.

"Why would he worry about you after he hurt you? He's a jerk," she was so mad and took a seat at the edge of my bed.

After sweeping the floor, I took a seat beside her. "I should've asked him, should I?" Diane nodded, agreed with me. "I felt wrong to push him away without asking why. Even he said that our relationship was a lie bla bla bla, I believe he didn't mean that. Something is not right," I said. "Half of me didn't believe he would say that. He wasn't the guy who would say such a thing. Don't you think?" I looked at her, waiting for her answer.

"You're right. Chris was a good guy. But, how can you guarantee about that?" Diane asked me.

I lifted my shoulder and shook my head. "I still could not bear to look at him anymore," I sighed heavily.

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I was drinking alone at Starbucks, enjoying the tranquillity of the silence by scrutinizing the panorama of the outside. There were numerous vehicles that were driven on the road and plenty of people were passing by. Later, I scrolled down my contact list on my phone. I wanted to call and talk to Chris so bad but I couldn't see myself doing that. I knew that arrogance was overwhelming me but I still couldn't accept that he did that to me. A few time I tried to call him but I failed. I would rather be living without knowing the truth in lieu of acknowledging painful facts.

"Are you alone?" A deep voice came out of nowhere, breaking my blank stare. It's Gabriel.

"Hi," I smiled and I pointed out to the chair in front of me so he could take a seat.

He pulled out the chair and sat in front of me. "It's quite scorching today," he looked to the outside and then, he looked at me, anticipating of my response.

I nodded. "Yep. It's kinda hot today." I looked at Gabriel who was quenching his thirst by drinking a sip of hazelnut ice coffee. "I wanted to ask something," I said.

"What is it?" He asked after putting his cup on the table.

I sighed and played with my finger for a while before I put my head up. "You know about Chris and I, right?" I asked.