Chapter 284: Extra 6 [The College Years]
Damon didn’t have much time to spend looking for her.
It hadn’t taken a single cent from his family. His tuition and living expenses all came from the money he earned working part–time.
He was swamped with a heavy courseload, so most of the time, he could only try to reach her through his phone.
He called and texted so much that Aubrey didn’t just ignore him–she blocked his number and all his socials
The pain of being suddenly ghosted hit him like a freight train. Damon was caught completely off guard. For the first time in his life, he understood what it felt like to truly suffer over a girl.
It was panic. It was anxiety. A dull ache started in his pulse and spread deep into his chest. His head was filled with thoughts of her, and the fact that he couldn’t see her was pure torture.
He was filled with frustration and regret. He wanted to slap himself for being so stupid. He kept obsessing over why he’d ever listened to Mason’s idiotic advice in the first place. He hated himself for being so aggressive and scaring Aubrey off.
About a week went by.
That Saturday, he went to her dorm and waited for her outside.
He stayed there from early morning until noon, but she never showed her face.
It wasn’t until evening that she finally stepped out. She was wearing a casual pinafore dress with her hair in two loose pigtails, scrolling through her phone as she strolled out of the building.
The sunset hit her face, making her soft skin glow. She looked so youthful and vibrant, like a breath of fresh air that could cut through any
tension.
Damon stepped out from a side path and blocked her She flinched, startled by the sudden movement. When she
way.
way.
realized it
was
s him, her face went cold. She immediately turned to walk the other
Damon rushed after her and grabbed her wrist. He sounded hollow, like the life had been sucked out of him. “Bree, I’m sorry!”
Aubrey yanked at her arm, trying to pull away. “Let
go
of
Instead of letting go, he tightened his grip and forced her hand against his own cheek. “Hit me. Scream at me. Tell me what I have to do to make this right–just don’t shut me out. Don’t block me. Please, stop avoiding me.”
Her palm was limp, and he practically forced her to slap him. She snatched her hand back, her eyes turning red with fury. “You’re a liar,” she snapped. “I hate liars more than anything.”
I didn’t lie to you, Bree… I swear,
I
never lied.”
Aubrey let out a cold laugh, her eyes shimmering with tears. “You
trust–fund kid from a powerful family.”
said:
your family was poor? Meanwhile, everyone is saying you’re some elite
I really am broke,” Damon insisted. “Ever since I started college, I haven’t taken a dime from my family. I earned my own tuition and paid for everything myself. You never asked about my family background, so I just didn’t bring it up.”
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