Too Late To love her💔💘

CHAPTER TWO

Blue.

That was my name.

Not that it mattered.

No one really used it anyway.

“Hey, you—move.”

I stepped aside again, just like always. My shoulder brushed the locker as I made space, my fingers tightening around my books.

And then… I heard his voice.

Ethan.

“Why is she always just standing there like that?” he said, his tone careless, almost annoyed.

My heart stopped.

I didn’t turn. I couldn’t.

“Who?” one of his friends asked.

“That girl,” Ethan replied. “She’s… weird.”

Weird.

The word echoed in my head like a slap.

“I think she likes you,” another voice teased.

There was a short pause.

Then he laughed.

Not the warm laugh I fell in love with.

This one was sharp.

Mocking.

“As if,” he said. “I’d never go for someone like her.”

Something inside me cracked.

I wanted to disappear.

No—

I wished I never existed.

But still…

Still, my heart betrayed me.

Because even after hearing that—

even after the way his words cut through me—

I loved him.

I loved him in the quiet way.

The painful way.

The kind of love that asks for nothing… and still loses everything.

Later that day, I sat alone in the cafeteria, pushing food around my plate without eating.

Across the room, Ethan was there again.

Laughing. Smiling.

Living a life I could never be part of.

For a second—just one second—his eyes met mine.

Hope flickered in my chest.

But then…

He frowned.

And looked away.

Like I was nothing.

And maybe I was.

But even nothing can feel pain.

And mine was just beginning.