Lilian's POV
"I respect you as my childhood friend, playmate, classmate, neighbor and I can't exceed that..."
It's still echoing in my head. Word by word, it feels like a dagger into my chest.
The more I think about that summer before the sunset the more it reminds me on how much pain he caused me. He didn't think twice. Didn't even think of me being hurt. I hate how he became firm, straightforward, honest and frank. But I remember how caring and considerate he was on our early years.
The feeling of 'so close yet so far' is the most accurate description I could ever tell in our situation.
He never liked me or so I thought.
I promised myself I won't show any weakness and affection to him that moment he rejected me. It kills me every minute just by looking at him from afar. I hate
