As the days went by, I found myself struggling to come to terms with Alexander's revelation. I had been hoping for something more with him, something that would never happen now.
I tried to focus on my studies and my friends, but I couldn't shake the feeling of sadness that had settled over me. I felt like I had lost something precious, something that I would never get back.
One day, as I was walking across campus, I ran into Emily. She was beautiful, with long blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. I felt a pang of jealousy as I realized that she was the one Alexander had chosen over me.
"Hi," Emily said, smiling at me. "I'm Emily. Alexander's girlfriend."
I forced a smile onto my face. "Hi Emily. I'm Sophia. Nice to meet you."
We chatted for a few minutes, exchanging small talk about classes and campus life. I tried to be friendly and welcoming, but inside, I was seething with jealousy.
As we parted ways, I couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness. I had been hoping for something more with Alexander, but now it seemed like that was never going to happen.
I walked back to my dorm, feeling lost and alone. I didn't know how to move on from Alexander, how to forget the feelings I had developed for him.
As I lay in bed that night, I couldn't help but wonder what the future held. Would I ever find someone who loved me for who I was? Or would I be stuck in this rut forever, pining for someone who didn't love me back?
The next day, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I couldn't change the way Alexander felt, but I could change the way I felt. I could move on, find someone new to love.
I started by joining a new club on campus, one that focused on volunteering and community service. I had always been passionate about helping others, and I figured this would be a great way to meet like-minded people.
As I attended my first meeting, I was struck by the diversity of the group. There were people from all walks of life, all united by a common goal: to make a difference in the world.
I was drawn to one person in particular, a guy named Jack who seemed kind and genuine. We struck up a conversation, talking about everything from our shared love of music to our passion for social justice.
As the meeting drew to a close, Jack asked me if I wanted to grab coffee with him sometime. I agreed, feeling a spark of excitement.
Maybe, just maybe, I was ready to move on from Alexander. Maybe I was ready to find someone new to love.
As I walked back to my dorm, I felt a sense of hope that I hadn't felt in weeks. I knew that I still had a long way to go, but for the first time in a long time, I felt like I was taking steps in the right direction.
Little did I know, my journey was only just beginning.