Akila Pov
I could feel the gravel crunching under my shoes as I stubbed out my cigarette and lit another one. With each inhale, the harsh taste of nicotine washed over me, and I exhaled, releasing not just the smoke but also the weight of my worries and regrets.
Valentine settled down next to me, and for a while, we just sat on the rocky cliff, gazing out at the sprawling city below, wrapped in silence. I caught him shaking his head, disappointment etched on his face.
“Bro, you’re being an i***t. You’ll regret it if you just let her slip away.”
I wouldn’t let my gaze waver from the view and scoffed, “What would you know about it?”
“I know she’s the reason you picked up smoking again.”
“Essel has nothing to do with this.”
“Come on, you can’t fool me. She makes you happy. Seriously,
