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I settled in on the couch beside her as I stared blankly into the thin air in my room. I suppose all the fantasy was coming to an end. It was fun while it lasted, but then again, I doubt good things last forever.

All that concerned me now was my business, which I was trying to build. There was a high possibility that most of the clients would withdraw once news of our engagement being called off spread. But then, at the point where I was, I couldn’t care less.

I thought to myself, If it’s meant to be, it will be. This time, I’m leaving it to life to do as it pleases.

Chapter twenty-six

Will

I felt my heart ache worse than ever as I looked at the ring in the package Lydia had just sent me. Holding it in my hands, I knew exactly what it meant, and it only intensified my pain. With my heart beating faster, I looked outside my office to the view before me. The scenery no longer looked pretty in my eyes because all I could think about was Elizabeth.

As I let out a breath, it dawned on me that I was losing her. Her returning the ring, albeit indirectly through Lydia, was a sign that she was done with whatever we had. Coming to this realization only quickened my heartbeat. Unable to remain standing, I sank into my seat, resting my head in my hands as I struggled to catch my breath. Memories of the times we spent together flooded my mind, making it even harder to breathe.

What is this? What am I feeling? I asked myself, as the level of emotion I was currently experiencing was more intense than anything I had ever experienced.

The last time I felt this way was when my mother left us, but this situation was slightly different. With my mom, it was her fault, but in this case, it was mine. It was the one who messed up and ruined things. I deceived myself into thinking I was scared to fall in love when the truth was I was just scared of love leaving me.

Now, as I thought about Elizabeth, the prospect of losing her and never having a relationship with her filled me with even more worry. I needed to fix things, and I had to do it urgently.

Confused about what to do, the only person I could call and reach out to was Lydia. Being her best friend, she certainly would know how to handle the situation and how I could fix things with Liz.

Hurriedly picking up my phone and carefully setting the ring aside, I dialed Lydia’s line, placing the phone to my ear as I struggled to catch my breath.

“Hello? Lydia!”

“Whoa, relax, Will! Why are you all tensed up?” Lydia asked, surprised as to why I sounded the way I did.

“I’m sorry, Lydia. Just a bit impatient.”

“Impatient about what?”

I let out a sigh, knowing she wanted me to tell her for myself what the issue was even though she already knew.

“You act like you don’t know why I’m calling.”

“Well, I don’t know, Will. It would be nice if you told me what’s going on.”

“All right, fine, I messed up, Lydia! I messed up big time, and I know I’m such a jerk for doing what I did, but please, could you help me talk to Elizabeth? She is not picking up my calls or responding to my text messages or anything.”

“Have you gone over to her place?”

“Yes, I have, Lydia! And she didn’t let me in.”

“Look, I know what I did was wrong, but please, I need to know how I can fix things. I mean, I have to fix things, Lydia! I can’t afford to lose Elizabeth,” I said, remaining silent for a second, and Lydia joined me in the silence before finally breaking it.

“If you knew this was how you felt about her, then why did you do it? Why did you get yourself involved with another person?”

“I don’t know, Lydia!” I said, lying fully to myself and to her. Of course, I knew what I was doing. I was trying to get Elizabeth out of my system, but considering the current situation, it seemed I made quite a mess of that.

“You don’t know? Of course, you don’t know. You never know anything,” Lydia said in a way that made me know she knew something I didn’t.

“Is there something you’re not telling me?” I asked curiously.

“I don’t know as well, Will.”

“Come on, Lydia, talk to me. Please, I’m your brother, and I know that I’m not the best of brothers, but please help me out here!” I pleaded genuinely as my ears itched to hear what she had to say.

“Did you ever wonder why Elizabeth had come over to your place that evening?”

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