Chapter 26
A day has passed, and my ex-boyfriend and I haven't talked yet. My luggage is already set – I'm already set. In just 3 hours, my parents and I will be flying to France. Despite the fact that I know we're already broken up, my head keeps turning left and right, and my eyes are searching for him, for any sign of him, even though I know that he's not going to come and say good-bye. Hell, even a text message he can't send me any. Plus he doesn't know that I'll be flying to France to see my grandma one last time before she gets buried six feet down in earth.
I have tagged him on my contact as ex-boyfriend, because that he's already my ex. We're over. My story with him is over. But I still want him, my heart still aches for him, and even though I know that he's now just a supporting
