Chapter 8

Axel and I had our first argument this morning. For a second I got scared. The last time I had an argument with someone I loved, I had ended it all. Twelve months of memories,

gone in just ten seconds. The argument between Axel and I had escalated so fast, that we had started responding to each other in caps lock and he was starting to call me by my birth name.

I was bad at apologies. I don’t apologize unless I feel like you really deserve it. Axel was the same. What’s even worse? We didn’t even know what we were arguing about in the end. We just stopped texting and started ignoring each other for the rest of the day.

Now I was getting ready to go out with him.

I was in the midst of buttoning my blouse up when I heard loud music outside. I let out an annoyed groan. What part of ‘turn down your music when you’re in the neighborhood’ didn’t he understand? Now the neighbours were going to peep through their windows and think ‘ah there she goes again.’ I threw my