Chapter 9. He’s Not Sebe

Can he read my mind? I feel like he knows too much about this kind of pain.

“There’s nothing I can do, Damon. It will really be like this, isn’t it?” I said and sobbed again.

I was shocked when he pulled me up and hugged me.

“If only I could.”

I was even more shocked and moved to tears by the words he left out.

Damon offered to drive me home. I don’t want to, but in his tone, I can’t refuse. I don’t want to do anything. I don’t like it because I can see Sebe’s face in the way he looks and it hurts me even more.

My heart hurts so much that I feel like I’m floating even when I walk.

He’s fucking engaged. It was like a broken record, repeatedly spinning in my mind.

I was about to open the door of Damon’s car, but we were surprised when someone came out of a car right in front of us—Sebe and a gorgeous woman. She exactly was the girl I saw last time.

Damon held my waist.

“Don’t look,” he said softly, but I couldn’t take my eyes