Chapter 115 Not Everyone's Your Friend

• Brandon moved quickly, his footsteps hurried but not frantic. He was desperate to avoid drawing attention, even as the tears threatened to spill over again. His heart pounded, and his vision blurred, but he forced himself to hold it together until he reached the nearest bathroom. As soon as he was inside, he locked himself in a stall and finally let the tears flow freely.
• The pain was unbearable, sharp and relentless, as he sobbed like a child who had just lost his favorite toy. But it wasn’t just a toy—this was Ethan, the man he loved, who had just treated him as if he were nothing. The rejection, the sudden coldness, the fury in Ethan’s eyes, it all tore at Brandon’s heart. He felt small, insignificant, like he had been used and discarded.
• His thoughts spiraled, one dark idea after another. How could Ethan do this to him? How could he flip so easily from passion to rage, from warmth to ice? Brandon’s tears fell harder, his chest heaving with the force of his grief. He didn’t know how long he stayed there, hidden away, drowning in his sorrow.