They say time heals everything.But it doesn't.It just teaches you how to pretend it doesn't hurt anymore.
It's been thirteen days since she stopped talking to me.
Thirteen days since I lost the only girl who ever really saw me — not the rich boy, not the businessman's son, not the guy with good marks and a fake smile.
Just me.
And now I walk into the same class where it all began…Only this time, her seat is empty.Or worse — she's there, but not really.
She doesn't look at me.Doesn't flinch when I walk past.Doesn't even hate me loud enough for me to believe I still matter.
She's just… quiet.
And that silence?It's louder than any fight we could've had.
I never meant to hurt her.
God, if she only knew how many times I replayed that moment — the one where she looked at me like I was a stranger, like she didn't recognize the boy who once promised to never let her down.
I didn't see the post.I didn't know.But now none of that matters.
Because she's gone.And I'm still here, stuck with all the words I should've said when I had the chance.
They say first love is unforgettable.But they never warn you what it feels like to be the reason it ends.
This isn't my side of the story.This is my apology, in chapters.
If she ever reads this… I hope she knows I never stopped choosing her.
Welcome to Broken Chapters.This time, it's my turn to feel everything she did — and maybe, just maybe, find a way back to her.