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me. Of course, he didn’t.
I was a nobody. Just like… eight years ago.
Christian Carmichael…Maddox’s childhood friend.
My past… my present… my life crumbled around me.
My heart bled at my feet… at Christian’s feet.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
Sourness rose in my throat, and I almost choked on it.
Acid clogged my veins, and my body started shaking.
Someone was saying my name.
I can’t breathe.
I… can’t… breathe.
The air felt, so thick, I couldn’t inhale. The lump in my
throat grew bigger and bigger, until it became too hard to
swallow. I suffocated in plain sight.
Nobody noticed.
Nobody cared.
Christian Carmichael was still staring at me, and bile
rose in my throat, tasting bitter on my tongue.
Did he see me?
Could he see who I was? Or did he… forget?
He did…
He forgot…
He didn’t know… didn’t remember…
Thud. Thud. Thud.
He forgot…
A shuddering breath escaped me, and my body felt too
warm and then too cold. I swayed on my feet, and my head
pounded, a searing pain in the back of my skull. My eyes
twitched, and I took a slow step back.
“Lila.”
It was him. He said my name. Maddox said my name.
I looked away from Christian, and my gaze found
Maddox. The horror in his eyes told me everything I needed
to know.
The world spun and spun, and I fell off my axis.
Breathe.