Three weeks had gone by and I did not hear a thing from Justin since that night. He had left from Greece and went back home the next morning and hasn't returned still.
I hoped that he would prove me wrong. I wished that he had taken me into his arms and said that I was wrong. That he was willing to give me exactly what I wanted. That he cared enough for me to give me himself but this is life and, unfortunately, we don't always get what or who we want.
Instead, he had left without saying another word that night. After a week, I began to get curios and slyly asked Claire about his whereabouts and her eye widened at me not knowing that he had returned to America.
Hearing that stung my heart so much but I smiled at Claire and carried on with my routine ignoring the hurt that surged throu
