Chapter 13
The bedroom door was cracked open, and angry voices from outside drifted through my exhausted haze.[]
Tristan and I had pulled an all–nighter until 3 AM, grinding through experiment deadlines. I was completely dead.[]
“Tristan…” I shuffled out in slippers, yawning hard. “What time is it? I feel like I just closed my eyes…”
Then I saw him–standing there clutching flowers but radiating pure rage. My words died in my throat.[]
Lennon? What the fuck was he doing here?]
His bloodshot eyes were locked on me like lasers.[]
“Noa! Who is this guy? You broke up with me for him, didn’t you? You’re… you’re living together!”
He lunged forward, his voice cracking into something desperate and raw:
“You’re fucking sleeping together!”
I looked at this unhinged version of Lennon and felt… nothing. Just cold amusement tugging at my lips:
“Yeah. We’re sleeping together.“]
“So what? How is that any of your business?“]
He physically staggered like I’d punched him. The roses scattered across the floor.]
Faced with my ice–cold tone, his voice went soft and pleading:[]
“Noa… let’s stop this, okay? Let’s make up… I know you’re mad at me, it’s all my fault…“[]
He was spiraling, words tumbling out:[]
“How could you fall for someone else? You must still be angry with me, right? You’re just trying to hurt me back…“[]
“Mr. Westbrook,” Tristan’s calm voice cut through the chaos. “Delusion is a medical condition. I’d suggest seeing a psychiatrist.“[]
“Who the fuck do you think you are!“[]
Tristan’s mockery lit Lennon’s fuse completely. He swung at Tristan, screaming:[]
“You predatory piece of shit! Moving in on her when she’s vulnerable!”
“I’ve loved her for ten fucking years! What do you have? What gives you the right?“]
Tristan caught Lennon’s wrist effortlessly:]
“Ten years of hurting her, disappointing her repeatedly–that’s your credentials?”
“Sounds pretty worthless to me.“[]
I never-
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Hit where it hurt most, Lennon grabbed my arm desperately:
“Noa! Whatever I did wrong, I’ll fix it! Don’t leave me, please… nobody loves you like I do…“[]
“You promised you’d stay with me forever! We’d never break up! What’s so great about him? You were happiest with me…“]
He was shaking, eyes streaming tears that dripped onto my hand. I’d never seen Lennon cry before.[]
Watching him completely shatter, hearing his too–late declarations of love, I felt… empty. Like watching a stranger have a breakdown.[]
Too little, too late.
I looked at him steadily:[]
“With him, I don’t worry about the parade of female ‘friends‘ around him. I don’t force myself into social situations that make me miserable. I don’t have to worry that being quiet makes me a buzzkill.“||]
“I sleep peacefully. I eat well. He makes me feel safe, relaxed. He lets me focus on being myself.“[]
“Noa, I can-“]
He tried to grab my hand again. I pulled away, my voice flat:[]
“Lennon, I compromised myself over and over because I loved you. But disappointment piles up, and eventually it buries love completely.”
“I stopped loving you a long time ago. Don’t you get that?“[]
All the fight drained out of Lennon like someone had pulled a plug. He stood there listening to the girl who used to worship him calmly list another man’s virtues, each word slicing him apart.]
He opened his mouth but no sound came. Every possible thing he could say felt pathetic now.[]
He’d lost.
Completely, irreversibly lost.[]
