Part 3/ Chapter 34

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                             Dorian

I saw her when she entered the building, talking to the receptionist. She had her hair open. She looked grown-up. It occurred to me that she had grown up while I wasn't looking, that there was every likelihood she had changed and I didn't know her anymore.

I watched as some idiots stopped her midway and tried to touch her. Bastards. The muscles in my stomach clenched and I rush to them. I pushed one of them and wanted to kill them all but unfortunately, I can't do this, not on the campus. Thankfully, they left before I break their bones.

I tried enough to look normal in front of her, but when her eyes lock on mine, my breathing stopped. But I quickly recover myself. When I asked her - Is she okay? I recognized that she hadn't changed at all. She's Alice. My Alice who never paid any attention to whatever I said to her. I pressed my lips, trying not to smile in front of her. And before she noticed anything, I walk away.

I can feel some lightness in my chest like I'm awake after such a long time.

I walk down the stairs when someone called my name. I turned and found Gloria. "We need to talk," she says. And I can see clearly from her expression what is she going to talk about.

"So, she's the one?" she asks as we step outside the building. "You still remember everything? Right?."

I clenched my fist, suddenly feeling some heaviness that won't lift ever. I have to imagine that, if I ever meet her again then this won't give us a happy ending, especially for her. I want to blame her for coming here. I want to blame Gloria for reminding me of everything. I want to blame everyone.

But I can't. I did everything. I ruined her life once and I won't let that happen again. I can feel as my body temperature rises. I'm angry at myself. I was a moron. And I'm still doing the same.
My mind is racing and I know how dangerous it could be.
But I'll do whatever it takes to keep her safe. Keeping my distance is the only possible way to keep her safe. 

I glance at her, as I replied "But she doesn't remember anything" and walked away. Because right now, I want to be alone.

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