Chapter 60

Euniel I must be the man sufferings the most on this earth right now. To be next to the woman I love madly, but to be unable to touch her, to kiss her, to make her mine. I suffer a lot from this situation. It's like putting water near a thirsty person and asking him to keep it, while forbidding him to taste it. That's exactly how I feel when I see Muse. I know Muse was clear with me last time when she asked me not to interfere in her life anymore. I think she's right since I'm the first to dump her, but except that I suffer from imagining her being happy with someone else. Is she giving him that beautiful smile that makes my heart melt? Does she look at him with those eyes that can make my head spin? And then, does she kiss him with her exquisite, luscious lips, does she often snuggle up in his arms like she did with me? I feel strong pangs in the heart just to imagine such a thing. I want to beat Nicolas up for it. I know it's silly all this, wanting one thing and its opposite