BELLA
I had stopped crying. For real. I didn't even tell people that Niklas and I weren't dating anymore. I no longer saw myself as cursed either. I was happy, going on with my day as though the love of my life hadn't broken things between us in a short text.
It was all fine. I knew it.
I knew it was all going to turn out well. I just knew it.
This wasn't a breakup. Deep down in me, I knew it. This was temporary. I couldn’t say how long it would stay, but we were bound to get back together. We were going to get back together somehow, and while I didn't know how, or when, I had no doubt things were going to be back as they were.
What I felt when I was with Niklas far surpassed my dreams as a little teenage girl— and that was saying something.
We had a very deep connection. One t
