He Missed Me When I Was GoneChapter 1
The day before my birthday, Hector Tyler asked me, with reddened eyes, “It’s almost my birthday. Is she really not coming back?”
I wanted to celebrate my birthday too, but I didn’t dare say it out loud.
Hector wouldn’t stay with me on my birthday—he probably wished I would disappear altogether. The person he truly loved, his first love, was my second personality. She could only appear if I wasn’t there.
Later, I decided to undergo personality removal surgery.
I died, in a way. Yet, Hector searched for me like a madman for three years.
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“Is she really not coming back?”
Hector asked me again.
This question had become his refrain ever since I woke up. I stayed silent.
He wasn’t looking for someone else. He was searching for my second personality, the one who emerged out of nowhere after I was struck by a car.
If she returned, what would happen to me? Would I vanish completely?
But wasn’t it her who had stolen my place in the first place?
Even though I had answered this question countless times, Hector still wouldn’t give up. Every few days, he would confirm it again.