Aaron's POV
It has been two agonizing days since Liam started avoiding me, and the pain of his silence weighs heavily on my heart. All I ever wanted was to have him all to myself—to bask in the warmth of his laughter and the light of his smile. Yet, here he is, seemingly infatuated with that Larissa girl, and I'm left in the shadows, feeling helpless and confused. I just don't know what to do about it anymore.
To make matters worse, Linda has become an unbearable presence in my life. She has taken it upon herself to plant herself right next to me in the cafeteria, turning every meal into a constant reminder of what I'm missing. Today, as I sat there lost in thought, I caught sight of Liam across the room. He was laughing heartily with Larissa, his face lit up in a way that I hadn't seen in days, and it struck me like a dagger. He looked so incredibly happy, and I couldn't help but feel that happiness was now completely out of my reach.
The emptiness in my chest grew, and I found myself missing him—missing everything about him. I craved the sound of his voice, the comfort of our conversations, and the way his smile could brighten even the darkest of days. Just then, I was jolted out of my reverie by the noise of a chair being dragged across the floor, and I turned my head to see one of Linda's friends speaking up.
"Linda, do you remember when I told you that boy was staring at you while you and Aaron kissed?" she said, her tone laced with mild disgust.
Curious, I followed the direction of her finger, and my heart sank when I realized that she was talking about Liam. He was sitting there, still the center of my thoughts, and yet he seemed so far away now. The realization hit me hard: Liam was avoiding me because I hurt him, perhaps even irreparably. I couldn't shake the image of the tears in his eyes when I tried to reach out to him the last time. It dawned on me that I really blew it this time.
How could I have been so blind to the consequences of my actions? A deep sense of regret washed over me as I thought about the impact my mistakes had on our relationship. Liam's trust, once a cherished bond between us, now felt shattered, and I feared that it might not ever be rebuilt. The thought of living without him, of facing each day in a world so devoid of his light, was a thought I simply couldn't bear. I needed to find a way to make things right before it was too late, but with each passing moment that he drew further away, I felt as though I was losing him for good.