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Chapter 401 Alone With My Long Lost Crush

“Everything is packed?” Reign asked, checking our bags one last time. Instead of taking a plane, we have decided to take the road so that we can make some plans and even adjust to each other. It wouldn’t be easy for us to act like a couple when I am completely shattered inside.

“Time to go,” I said, giving a side hug to Colt and hugging Reign tightly. “Please look after him,” I whispered in her ears as

I failed to spot Helel around. Even Zane and Maddox were upset at my choice.

After saying goodbye, I hopped into the car with Akin.

My eyes were still wandering around, even when I knew I shouldn’t be doing it. I was the one who ended things with him, so I shouldn’t be expecting him to come here and watch me leave.

Akin started the car, and soon we were on the road. I haven’t said a word, and

Akin has not forced me into any sort of conversation either.

I wanted to spend this time alone, but every few seconds, I would remember Helel’s face, and tears would rush out of my eyes.

‘It is so hard to think he is not ours anymore,’ Ace, who I thought would be celebrating, said in a shaky voice.

‘You are missing him?’ I was shocked when I questioned her.

‘I told you, I picked my side back when we were in a deep slumber,’ she whispered, and then went silent, probably to mourn.

‘I don’t know what to say anymore. It is like he came back just to leave me again,’ I said, pressing my lips in a tight line to prevent the quavering and getting the attention of Akin.

‘Maybe when we come back, we will be able to look past the things that happened between him and her?’ She tried to convince me, but I knew my answer.

‘I cannot let him go to be with her just to come back and confuse them more. It is not about our lives alone. Gwen is also someone who has feelings. We cannot be selfish,’ I made myself clear that there might never be him and me again.

She remained silent, and that’s when Akin cleared his throat. He would always do that to notify me that he had something to say.

“If you are hungry, we can make a quick stop here,” he refused to turn his head at me. That gave me enough time to secretly clean my tears and then mumble. “I don’t know. I am quite not feeling like eating anything,” I excused, “but if you are hungry—.” I couldn’t finish because he shook his head at me.

“No, I am not hungry either,” he stated. “Maybe we should have taken a plane instead,” he suggested, “it would have been a quick journey and you wouldn’t have to spend time thinking about him and mourning over the relationship,” he was speaking softly as if he didn’t want to say anything wrong that would upset me.

“I don’t know. Whatever you like,” I commented, turning my head to the window again. I couldn’t really tell what had happened, but my heart felt dry.