Jayden

Two months and two weeks had passed since I last saw Allison. The ache within me still lingered, a constant reminder of what I had lost. It felt like a piece of me had been ripped away, leaving a gaping hole that could never be filled.

But I knew it was for the best. We had to sever ties, for I was toxic to her happiness. I was the guy who could never have her, and it was better for her to stay away from me.

I stood in my small exhibition, surrounded by vibrant hearts and canvas artwork that seemed to pulsate with life. The air was alive...