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I hate that I'm going to sound like I'm some obsessed stalker here, but can you call or text me when you have the time?
Please stop ghosting me. If you don't want to have anything to do with me, then just say it.
Just tell me what's going on. I don't want to believe that it's really over between us just like that.
The last message was sent a day before he had gone to the club and had his photo taken with other women. She had stopped trying to contact him after that, and the realization had Sasha tasting fear for the first time in years.
Was it already too late for him to fix things?
#17
Since basketball isthe only team my university is good at, game nights are always the best time to see and be seen, and it's why I'venevertried watching one...until now.
"I promise you'll have fun," Paola says.
"I'm sure I will." That's a lie, of course, but Paola has been trying to cheer me up for weeks, and I know I've been driving her crazy with my refusal to tell her why I've been acting all empty and heartbroken all this time.
The arena is already filled to the rafters when our tickets are scanned and we're cleared to enter, and both sides of the crowd are busy hyping themselves up by cheering and booing against each other nonstop.
I'm not sure how Paola's managed to score us seats that are right behind the players' bench, but one thing I do know is that this is a sure way of asking for trouble. This has always been where Tara and her friends are seated, and those girls won't take kindly to losing their "spot" to someone like me.
"Hello, Sheena."
I can feel myself paling as the Devil comes out of nowhere to take the seat next to mine. I've tried so, so hard to forget him, and I think that's why he seems so much more gorgeous than I remembered. He really is beautiful, and just looking at him makes me feel so, so stupid, to actually assume that we had something going on.
"May we talk?"
I remember how I used tolovethe way he sounds so courteous all the time, but all it reminds me now is how he asked me topleasestep out of his car, and how his face hadn't changed at all even when I know...I know he saw me already crying, and it hadn't stopped him from leaving me.
"Sheena..."
Just hearing him say my name kills me, but when I rise to my feet, he's just as quick at tugging me back, and I end up falling straight onto his lap.
Why won't Lady Luck ever side with me? Why?
I try getting up, but this only has his arms tightening around me.
