“It’s me! Have you forgotten about me?” I scream from the top of my lungs, but there’s no sound coming from my throat. There seems to be a wall dividing me from him as I ram my fist on the invisible surface.
“No! Please, come back! It’s me! Brandon, it’s Alayna,” I cry hard, but it’s no use. He can see me from the other side but remains still. Seconds later, a beautiful woman steps closer to him, and she slides her arms around his waist.
My heart shatters into a thousand pieces.
“Who is she, Brandon?” the woman asks, looking at me with blank, soulless eyes.
“No one.”
“No! It’s me, Brandon. It’s Alayna!” I shout, but there’s still no sound coming from me.
He sneers at me, and I watch him hold the woman’s waist and kiss her cheek.
“No!” I yell in anguish. I can’t breathe. I bang the w
