During those three days, I watched Gideon post even more: them going diving together, surfing together, hiking together, and even attending the live comedy show I’d always wanted to see but never got the chance to go to.
In every post, the comments exploded with excitement, asking when Gideon would “officially take over,” when Dahlia would finally dump me.
And Gideon would reply with stickers, one after another, [Just wait.]
And in every post, Dahlia gave him a like.
She saw everything.
She wasn’t unaware; she was allowing it. She let Gideon step all over my pain, let him mock me, let the world laugh at my heartbreak.
Because in her eyes, this was the price I deserved to pay for upsetting her.
Spencer's POV
I understood Dahlia.
Just like every other time we fought, I would always be the one begging her to forgive me. I’d lower my pride again and again, pleading just to stay together, because the thought of losing her used to drive me insane. I truly believed I’d keep repeating that cycle forever just like before.