Wordless Love Chapter 2

I never thought I'd see Jim again.

Five years ago, my family suddenly went bankrupt.

I was in the middle of preparing to study abroad with my boyfriend when the world came crashing down. Faced with overwhelming debt and my mother's hospitalization, I made a quick decision.

"I don't like you anymore."

"Let's break up."

On the athletic field at night, Jim, holding his acceptance letter to Oxford, froze.

He frowned at me, his voice low. "Aurora, what are you talking about?"

"Are you playing with me?"

I couldn't blame him for being angry.

Everyone knew how hard I had chased him.

Jim was aloof and hard to get close to.

So I brought him snacks one day, "accidentally" ran into him the next, and at a party the day after, I shouted my confession for all to hear: "Jim Sterling, I will always like you, and I will never stop chasing you."

And now, looking at the untouchable prize I had finally won, my pride and my love waged a war in my head.

In the end, I chose my pride.

"You can think of it as me playing with you, if you want."

"Either way, I'm not going abroad with you."

I had to earn money, pay for my own education, and pay off my family's debts.

I didn't say the rest.

Jim had already turned and walked away.

He had a powerful family, striking good looks, and stellar grades. He was quickly accepted into a top-tier university.

Meanwhile, I was juggling part-time jobs, my studies, and taking care of my sick mother.

I thought I would never see him again.

Until a month ago, at that class reunion.

He suddenly appeared.

His expression was more serious, his every move exuding a new, mature confidence that made him even more captivating than before.

I couldn't resist. I drank too much.

And we slept together.

Alcohol really is a good excuse for things you can't admit you want.

And once again, I thought I would never see him again.