Where did the dream of being with him all through high school and college then getting married go to? I wasn't even given the chance to tell him how much he meant to me...to tell him that I loved him. Why did he have to screw everything up? I guess I didn't mean that much to him like he meant to me.
"Jessica," I heard him say my name from behind and I removed my hand from the banister. I began to hastily descend the stairs since the last thing I wanted to do was to talk to him. I didn't know what to say to him. We're over? To him, we were already over. He had already given up on the relationship so he won't even feel like he did something bad.
I continued walking away, now on the ground floor but Julian held my hand to stop me. "Hey. Jessica. Just stop okay! You have no right to act this way. Stop making feel like I was doing something bad. Why did you even come here?" He asked and I yanked my hand off from his.
