Was this meant for me? Had Aiden already told her about our breakup?
Deep down, there was always a part of me that knew Aiden's heart had strayed, even if he wouldn’t admit it. And me, too. I had chosen to ignore the many signals, the excuses, the broken promises, the constant presence of her.
But now, I was done with all that. I no longer wanted to chase a mirage. And I was done competing for his love or attention.
"I am enough. And I will find my way, even if it means I am alone." I told myself as I started packing my belongings. When I left our shared apartment, well Adrian's apartment, he wasn't there again.
I moved to my old house, a small studio apartment that my parents had bought for me when I moved here during college. As soon as I entered it, old memories came flooding back to me.
It was strange being here again. Aiden had practically made me shift in a day because he thought living together would be easier and it would help us build a better relationship. I was filled with excitement, ready to start my life with my mate that day. Now, all that remained were the memories of a future that was lost to life.