Chapter Thirty-Five / Epilogue [Last]
| calum’s pov | “Hi, Lyn,” I greeted, taking a seat across from her. There’s a dazed look on her face as she draws something on the paper laid out in front of her. I try to take a peek, but she held a hand up, stopping me from looking. “It’s not perfect yet. Don’t look,” she told me. Those words that she said broke me. That’s where it all started, and this is where it’ll end. I hate to say it, but there’s nothing more that I can do to help her. She’s always going to want perfection now. What’s worse is that she’s become childlike. The kind that she doesn't even know what she did anymore. She doesn't know, but she doesn't look for the answer. I would have just left her here, if I was still the same stupid Calum from before, because this is what I thought I wanted, right? But the
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