Anne's POV
“I am going to make you curse the day you ever thought of rejecting me”
His words kept ringing in my head as I tossed uncontrollably on my bed. My mind remained in turmoil, thinking about how awful it must have been for him when I left.
Or rather still humiliating. All these while, I had seen this from my point of view and not his. For 5 good years, I had canceled him from my mind, settling with the fact that he would never want me.
I failed to remember the nice man he was or rather used to be. We spent most of our childhood together, yet I was quick to judge that he didn't want me because of a few moments of silence from him.
But did he want me? I couldn't help but ask. As friends, he made no s****l advances towards me. Although I on the other hand would always drool ment
