Chapter 67. Better Than Him

Winter's POV

"Come on, stop crying now." Ian kept trying to console me inside his car.

I just had a conversation with Phoebe, and she didn't like to see me.

I sobbed between my words. "I really... I really thought she had forgiven me already... but she's still mad at me, Ian... I don't even understand... Was it really my fault?"

"Of course not. It's not your fault, Winter. You don't have to blame yourself for something that you didn't even want to happen. We both know how you cared for that woman. She's just an insecure woman who got mad at her best friend for being more beautiful than her."

"I really thought we could finally be friends again. All these years, all I did was pray that she was okay and that we could see each other again. She hates me so much, Ian... She said she doesn't want to see me anymore."

Ian tapped my back. "It's alright. If she doesn't want to see you, then don't show your face to her again. As if you would die not seeing her face.