THE GUY WHO KILLED MY BOYFRIEND
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
Dayne Jamila's POV
"I- I already remember everything..."
"And I am sorry... Sorry if it takes so long before I finally remember you, Jamila."
I can see the pain in his eyes nevertheless, we must be happy. We should be happy.
"J-Jamila..." he whispered while his face is moving closer towards my direction until I can already feel his breath.
He kissed me on the lips.
It was my second time but felt like it was the first time. The same magical feeling I used to know. I used to feel.
It only lasted for a few seconds.
Dylan returned his necklace to me. He was the one who put it on around my neck.
He sat beside me again.
"This diary is so important to me." he started. On his right hand is his diary which I returned just by now.
"Every thought, everything that I have gone through, the most special one is written here. Have you read all of it?" he asked.
