Chapter 43
Maya’s POV
The rain slammed against the window, and I just sat on the edge of the bed,watching how freely it fell.
My hair was still damp from the rain, my clothes clinging to me. I hadn’t even changed. I just… sat there.
My chest hurt in ways I couldn’t explain. The kind of ache that doesn’t come from one big heartbreak, but from a thousand small disappointments piling up inside you until you can’t breathe anymore.
I’ve always known I was unlucky, probably the world's most unlucky person.
I’ve accepted my fate long ago though, but it still hurts like hell.
I thought of his face, the way he’d looked at me in the rain, how he’d said please like it still meant something. And for a brief second, I hated myself for still wanting to believe him.
But that was over now.
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