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PART - II (The Excerpt)

JASON'S POV

It's been five years.

Five years since I saw her, five years since I heard her laughter, five years since I left for good.

She never came back to me.

Not when I left, not now or ever since that fateful evening she was at my apartment; staring off into the space. I could practically see her soul dying on my floor.

Clinton's voice booming through my penthouse, loud and raging like a faint noise in the background as my ears ringed with the dead silence of Justine's colorless face.

Her face, pale and ashen as if she had seen a ghost. Body paralysed as she stared off into the distance behind me. A few seconds later I realized she's looking at my half naked companion.

Katherine or Kaitlyn, I don't remember her name. I just remember the feeling of bliss and that few seconds of euphoria, anything to forget her.

To get past that numbing feeling of pure silence that fell upon me and hadn't left me ever since she declined me for Clinton.

Clinton.

A guy who first took away my father and now my best friend, my lover, my everything up until now.

The woman behind me was just a one-night stand while the one in front of me who was too numb to respond, had me literally in the palm of her hand.

I would do anything for her.

I remember being snapped out of my own horror-stricken paralysis by Clinton's hand shoving me hard to the shoulder, my gaze flickering to him.

What have I done? What have I done?!

I ran my hands through my hair in frustration and took a step back to think of a way to fix this.

But it was too late.

Justine's eyes had rolled into the back of her head as they closed and she slumped against Clinton, going slack in his grip.

My heart thudded loudly as I watched her lying there while Clinton gathered her in his arms and barked orders at me to call the ambulance.

I remember the sirens blaring, I remember demanding my one-night stand answers and realizing my mistake.

I remember it all like it was yesterday.

She didn't come to say me goodbye as I left for Europe.

She never replied to my endless calls, texts, emails, the incessant knocking on her doorstep at three in the morning as I cried my eyeballs out only to realize she's not there.

She's with him.

She's with him, safe and sound and I think in some way it was for the best.

My heart still aches for her, in the middle of nightmares or when I'm drunk out of my mind, slumped on the pavement of some road, not knowing my way back home.

She appears in those unknown streets and pulls me out of my darkness.

And everyone morning after, she's gone until the very next time I get drunk again, if only to see her in my illusions.

I'm in another country now, thousands of miles away and yet somehow she's still the first thought in my mornings and the last one in my nights.

She's still my salvation.

But I guess I was never meant to be hers.

Europe has been my solace for five years ever since in whatever way possible.

It has cared for me, made me quieter, mature in ways I didn't know was possible.

Now I just see life through a lense of black and white because all my colors are still somewhere in New York where my heart lies.

But... I'm better off here.

Until one day, I get an earth-shattering phone call from New York that calls me home again.

Home.

Because now she needs me and I would do anything for her, if only to clean the wounds I left on her soul.

Anything.

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Hey guys, how are y'all?

I missed you guys too!

Okay, News:

The next part is going to be in Jason's POV and it'll also be the first time I'll be writing in a guy's POV. So, don't forget to read further.

I've yet to decide when I'll be posting chapters on the new part because well, I haven't written them just yet or even started.

I'm still editing PART I but hopefully everything in time and sooner because I do miss posting new chapters on WP.

I'll try my best to post them sooner because I do have the outline of PART II. I'll keep you posted on my board.

Do lemme know what you think will the next part will contain? I'm excited to hear your feedback.

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