Chapter 88: Sick of I

Have you ever reached a crossroads in life where you're forced to wonder: How different could life have been if that one thing hadn’t happened? What if you had taken the left turn instead of the right one? What if you hadn’t met that one person? Could anything really be different today, or is it just wishful thinking? Christina wouldn’t lie; she had cried all her tears because of that one moment—the moment she had fallen in love with Jinnah. The pain had pushed her to the brink, yet she stubbornly held on to the idea of being strong. She was the kind of person who would wipe her own tears, knowing no one else would, and then go about her day like any normal person. Fate seemed to be playing an elaborate joke on her. She was supposed to start over, to give her heart another chance. But with a single phone call, she was dragged back into a past she despised. As they say, wherever you go, whatever you do, the past will always follow you. Christina slammed her chopsticks down on the tab