33: Part Ways

Fenella’s POV Thank goodness, that misunderstanding is over. Luckily, Tom didn't push and understood me. I took a long breath and looked up at the New York sky, covered with dark clouds without any stars visible. It's strange how life changes. At first, I remembered how Tom used to treat me well at the beginning of our relationship. Gradually, he seemed bored with me. Maybe Jessy was right; I often love people too much until they feel annoyed and bored with me. But is that wrong? Am I wrong if I want to love someone and give them as much as I can in this world? Am I wrong if I expect the same kind of love in return? Didn't mom always say to treat others as you want to be treated? I just want to be loved that deeply. Affection, isn't that simple? Slowly, I realized that I still had work to do tonight. I still have Laird, who miraculously still sticks with me even though we've been through a lot together. If only prom night had gone according to plan, I would have been happy with him. De