AMIL
I sat in my study with a document open on my face as I turned the chair I was on around.
"s**t!" I cussed. I felt like s**t thinking of my actions but I only chose what was best for him. After all, he and Dylan seem to be really serious about each other.
"I never thought I'd ever feel jealous because of someone," I muttered. I was holding back my tears. I had made the right decision to let him go since he deserved better. If I had realized my feelings for him then, we wouldn't have ended up like this. In the end, I didn't deserve him and no matter how much I loved him, I would rather let him go than hold him back stubbornly and watch him hate me. " I'd rather we stopped seeing each other than he hates me."
I clenched my fist and banged the table in anger. I was frustrate
