Chapter 45

It would be inappropriate for me to love him. I felt out of place as I watched them being so happy together. After all, the person who wasn't loved was the homewrecker. I wasn't sure how to feel when I returned to my dormitory. As I lay in bed, the image of him holding me in his arms kept replaying in my mind, and it all seemed so strange. Knowing him, he would've done the same for anyone else. I tried to clear my mind of all the swirling thoughts and eventually fell asleep. I dreamed of them wrapped in each other's arms, while I was hidden in the shadows like a thief peering into someone else's happiness. Eventually, I woke up with a start, relieved to find that it had all been just a dream. … I'd just put on a clean set of clothes the next morning and was ready to tackle the outdoor setup alone when I received a call from an unfamiliar number. "Hello," I answered politely. I was surprised despite not knowing who it was. "It's me," a familiar voice came through, catching m