Lydia's POV
Sitting on the bench, under the moonlight and the streetlight from the roads, I am completely drowned in my thoughts. The impression I had of Jose, years of admiration for him...all of that had shifted radically. To the worst side of it. I've found nothing good about my idol.
Somewhere in my heart, I was convinced that I was a failure. I couldn't even make the right choice and see through the facade of the seemingly perfect sportsman. Grace was always right. She still stands right with her opinion towards Jose. She didn't hate him, but she didn't like him either.
All of this is making me question if I've ever made the right choice in my life or not. Things have always been rocky for me. But it wasn't my fault that things turned out the way they were. I just wished...it wasn't me who had to deal with this change of heart.