I told my friends that I've moved on from her, or trying to move on, so they don't say her name in front of me, it makes me very sad in my soul, even though I don't show it. Just today, my friend whom I introduced in the previous chapter is one of her good friends, asked me If I wanted to see her close friend's story on Instagram, but I denie,d saying that I'm trying to move on, so he also doesn't talk about her in front of me. I don't even wanna try to move on, P told me to find someone more beautiful, "It is not about beauty", I said.
Over the week, I have multiple times told my friends that I'm over her, but who am I kidding, I love her so much...
Time- 9:05 PM, had just entered the mess, saw her, it hurt me badly, my friend who was with me turned towards me, I think he also saw her, looked at me, I acted as If I had not seen her, went towards the counter took some food and sat at the other side of the mess from where she sits, my other Friend let's call her VH, well she is also one of her friends not a close one, this friend of mine does'nt know I Love her, asked me why is my face so down, I just did a fake smile.
Later, after dinner, my friend told me, " Look, S and her boyfriend are going together" I said that I don't care, I've moved on. She said, Say that after you make another account to confess", not anymore, I said and meant it. It was hurting inside at that time.
""All scars heal in due time"" - juice WRLD