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After arriving at the school, I changed my phone number and quickly put Xavier behind me.
Sometimes, I would hear my mom talk about his current situation.
I heard his parents got divorced.
He didn’t get into college.
He started dating Sophia.
Then they broke up.
On and off, causing drama every day.
When he got drunk, he would come to our house, say nothing, and just sit there all day,
I told my mom: “Why don’t we move?”
My mom said: “Your dad and I were thinking the same thing. This kid is too extreme, we don’t want to be targeted by him.”
See? Psychos are only attractive in novels. In reality, who wouldn’t be scared?
My life abroad was fulfilling. I learned a lot, made many friends, and opened the door to a new world.
That Christmas, Xavier came to find me.
At the time, I was standing with my boyfriend.
After not seeing each other for so long, Xavier had changed a bit. The clear–eyed youth from before was completely gone.
He had cut his hair short, was thinner than before, didn’t smile much, and didn’t speak. He just silently looked at our intertwined hands.
He didn’t come over to talk to me, and I pretended not to know him, continuing to chat with my boyfriend.
When we got downstairs, my boyfriend leaned in to kiss me, but Xavier rushed over and punched him away.
My boyfriend wasn’t a pushover either and punched back.
They started wrestling
My boyfriend asked me: “Arla, is this your admirer?”
“Don’t know him, probably drunk.”
Later, I took my boyfriend upstairs to treat his wounds.
Xavier lay in the snow.
“Aria, I regret it
I couldn’t! hear anything anymore.
