The Lost Decade Chapter 16

The Lost Decade Chapter 16

I thought about it.

I remembered the heart-wrenching sobs I’d heard through the earpiece from that “me.”

“Yeah.”

The only thing I could remember were the fragments from those two days.

“Aside from that, I don’t remember any of the love or hate from those ten years between you two.”

His eyes trembled violently.

I lowered my gaze and offered a gentle, sad smile.

“So you should forget it too. You made a choice back then. Now you have to live with the consequences.

There’s no going back.”

“Whether it’s the pain you caused that ‘Cora,’ or the way the me standing here now feels absolutely nothing

for you-neither can be changed.”

Hearing this, Wyatt felt like his heart was being carved out with a knife, slice by slice.

It had never crossed his mind that Cora had been the one to erase it all with her own hands.

She would rather give up those ten years than remember him.

I looked at him and stood up.

“Now you know. I wish you well. Oh, and-there’s someone I like. His name is Declan Rhodes.”

“He treats me very well. To me, you’re just a hazy crush from high school. Those feelings faded a long time

ago.”

I turned and walked away.

Wyatt sat paralyzed on the bench, staring at my retreating figure, completely motionless.

It wasn’t until a couple came laughing off the Ferris wheel that the tears he’d been holding back finally broke free.

“It’s my fault…”

He choked out, his shoulders heaving violently.