Chapter 4
After the breakup, I was pretty much down for a few days,
I’ve always been in good health, but I ended up falling ill,
I didn’t tell anyone.
When I was delirious with fever, I received a call from my mom:
“The blind date I told you about a few days ago, you kept putting off setting a date, so I just gave him your address.*
“He’s someone you know, so you two can talk things over.”
I was still a bit shocked. Before I could say anything, the call ended.
Then the doorbell rang.
I barely managed to change into another outfit and staggered to the door, hoping to send the person away quickly.
But what greeted me was a familiar face.
“Liam.”
As soon as I said his name, the strength I was barely holding onto vanished, and I collapsed
forward.
He caught me.
Liam carried me all the way back to the living room, took my temperature, and his expression was a little helpless:
“Is this how you treat yourself?”
I denied it: “It’s just a breakup, it’s not like I’m injured. The fever has nothing to do with it.”
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Liam’s eyes looked at me with complexity: “Do you believe that?”
I turned my head away, avoiding his gaze.
Liam kept talking, regardless:
“Jorge is actually a lot like my father–self–centered, never looking at himself when he’s hurt, only using his own wounds to hurt others.”
ou two aren’t right for each other…”
“Before he got involved with that woman, I saw their flirtatious messages. I warned him, but he didn’t care. Do you know what he said?”
I closed my eyes, but Liam’s voice kept going:
“He said it was just a physical affair, that spiritually, he still loved you.”
A physical affair, but spiritually loved me?
Chapter 5
