Chapter 3

It's been a year, and I still can’t get Sarrah out of my mind. I still loved her, but the hate I felt towards her was stronger. I had been consumed with thoughts of revenge and how I could hurt her the same way that she had hurt me.

One night, I saw her walking down the street, alone. My heart skipped a beat as I pulled out a knife and approached her. I had every intention of hurting her, but as I was about to make my move, I saw the fear in her eyes. I saw the pain that I had once seen that night in the bushes, and it hit me like a ton of bricks.

I couldn't do it. I couldn't hurt the person I loved, no matter how much hurt I had felt. I put the knife away and walked away from her, with tears streaming down my face.

It was in that moment that I realized that my love for Sarrah was stronger than the hate I had felt towards her. I knew I had to let go of my anger and move on. It was time to start a new chapter in my life, without Sarrah by my side.

To be continued.......

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