CHAPTER 29.

Discovering lies.

Lexie.

I read somewhere that a broken heart is similar to the pain of losing a loved one. Pure lies.

This is not like what I felt when my grandmother died and she left us here. It's not the end of the world, and yes, a part of me still hopes that Logan will come looking for me, but let's be real. He would never do such a thing.

And fuck, a part of me understands, you know. Compared to how long I've known him, she's superior, right?

And the other part wants to believe that I know him better than her and that I deserve it, I deserve to be loved because... Isn't one supposed to hit many potholes along the way to find the right one?

nonsense.

I let myself cry that night, I know, it's silly and I sure look pathetic. But when I got home, not a single tear fell from my eyes.