Chapter 10

"To be honest, I wasn't even sure if you'd show up today. I made a bet with Harvey that you would—and you really came," Gideon said. I chuckled and replied, "You're still the same—bullying me like always. Do you know why I came today?" Gideon looked at me expectantly, unwilling to miss out anything from my expression. Under his expectant gaze, I replied, "Because I'm kind." A new internet meme made us laugh. But it wasn't enough to wash away the love and hatred that had built up between us over the past three years. Gideon asked, "You must've despised me, right?" "I couldn't bring myself not to. You should know. We shared eight years together after all," I replied. Gideon's forehead was covered in beads of sweat. He looked so deathly pale that I almost couldn't recognize him as the person in my memories. Mrs. Miller was right—he was ill. But that didn't mean I had to forgive him just because of that. Gideon closed his eyes and swallowed slightly as if trying to digest my hatre