Chapter 36 It’s Over
Iva’s P.O.V.
When Will notices me, he stops kissing that woman and slowly pulls away. His eyes meet mine, and for a second, something flashes in them.
Pain maybe?
But it vanishes just as quickly, replaced by a cold expression. There’s no guilt, no shame on his face. Just a strange expression, one I’ve never seen in my Will, the man I thought I knew.
He shifts his gaze back to the girl and then drops a bomb on me. “Iva! Meet Sofiya, my girlfriend.”
The words make my chest heavier.
I can’t move.
I can’t breathe.
Girlfriend? What the hell is he talking about? He loves me. What the fuck is happening?
As I ask, my voice trembles. “W-what? Your… girlfriend?” More tears trickle down my cheeks. I can’t believe what I just heard from his mouth.
“Yeah.” He stares straight at me like he wants me to feel every word. “You know, I got bored with you. You’re so much older than me. And Sofiya, she’s young, hotter than you.”
His words directly hit my heart.
Too old?
Hotter than me?
I can’t speak. I can’t even breathe properly. It feels like someone’s choking me, my throat is burning. My chest aches like my heart is being crushed from the inside. I search his eyes, desperately looking for a trace of the Will I know, the boy who used to look at me like I was his entire world. The boy who confessed how much he loves me a week ago.
But he’s gone.
I try to take a step forward. “Will! You love me—” I sob at the last word.
He loves me so much, so why is he doing this to me? It’s as if someone has possessed him.
He walks closer and looks straight into my eyes as he grabs both my shoulders. “Can’t you get it, Iva? Everything between us. It’s over. You and I… we were never meant to be. So get lost.”
He pushes me slightly, but it feels like he’s pushing me out of his life forever.
‘Everything between us—it’s over.’
‘You and I… we were never meant to be.’
Those words keep ringing in my head, over and over.
Just a week ago, he made love with me… we were so contented. And now…
I feel like he just ripped my soul away, took everything from me. I stare at him, my vision blurring with tears, but he just stands there with his hands in his pockets, his expression cold, waiting for me to leave so he can go back to his so-called girlfriend.
Girlfriend.
The word fucking hurts.
I feel like my body is about to collapse, like the floor is falling out beneath me. I came here to apologise, to confess the lie I told him, but what he did… he broke my heart and crushed my soul. I thought he would get angry at me, but instead, he doesn’t even care. I thought my lie would make me lose him, but I didn’t just lose him, instead, he threw me away.
Tossed me aside like I meant nothing.
I swallow hard, trying to control my emotions. For the last time, I stare at him.
His face holds the same indifferent expression. Did he ever really love me? This question keeps echoing in my mind.
And if he didn’t, then what’s the point of staying here? There’s no use in talking to him anymore. His gaze only hurts me now. Once, it was full of love, so soft. But today… I don’t see any love for me in his eyes.
With throbbing legs, I force myself to turn around, to walk away from his life, to get out of there before I break completely in front of him. I’m about to take a step forward when his words stop me in my tracks.
“Wait!”
Hope flickers inside me. Maybe we aren’t over. Maybe he’s changed his mind.
I don’t turn around, but he steps in front of me, blocking my way. His eyes are cold, filled with cruelty. “You have something that doesn’t belong to you.”
He lifts his hand and traces the necklace resting against my skin, the one he gave me the day he confessed his love. My eyes widen, my heart pounding with dread. And then, in one sharp tug, he rips it from my neck.
I gasp and my body jolts as if he just tore a piece of me away. The emptiness that rushes in is unbearable. That necklace wasn’t just a gift, it was his love, his promise, his heart. I’ve worn it every single second, close to my chest, like it was a part of me.
Now it’s gone.
And so is he.
Fuck. My mind spins in shock, the world tilting around me. This is worse than any nightmare.
“It belongs to someone else now.” His eyes shift to Sofiya as he holds the necklace in his hand.
The final blow.
The symbol of us, of everything we were, is now claimed for someone else.
God, I can’t take this anymore. The pain is ripping through me, burning, choking, destroying me from the inside. I want to scream, to cry, to beg him to stop, but instead, I run.
I run without looking back, my vision blurred by tears and my chest tight with agony.
As I burst out of his house, the cold air slams against my face.
It’s real.
This isn’t a nightmare.
He meant what he said. He and I were never meant to be together.
Everything was a lie.
I thought I had finally found true love in my life. I even told my mom that I loved someone else. But everything, every word, every promise, was fake.
I feel so incomplete, so hollow inside. His every word, his every action, has carved wounds into me that will never heal.
My entire body trembles as I clutch my chest and sob uncontrollably. I can’t breathe. My hand flies to my neck, desperate for the necklace that used to rest there. But it’s gone. The only thing that made me feel connected to him even when he wasn’t near, it’s no longer with me.
I never imagined this. Not even in my darkest nightmares did I think I would see him tear himself away from me like that. To rip the symbol of us from my neck with his own hands.
I choke on a sob, clutching my chest as the absence of the necklace burns against my skin like a scar.
My knees buckle, and I collapse onto the ground outside his house, crying like a child. My fists clutch at my dress, twisting the fabric as if it could hold me together while his poisonous words, his cold gaze, his cruel actions replay in my head, breaking me all over again.
Fuck. Why do I love him so much when he clearly doesn’t? If I didn’t love him, it wouldn’t hurt this much.
First, he made me fall in love with his lies, with his fake tenderness. And when I gave him my heart, my soul, my everything, he shattered it into pieces, so mercilessly.
I trusted him.
But he broke me in a way that can never be fixed.
It’s over.
It’s the end of us.
Will and Iva were never meant to be together.
I force myself back onto my feet, my body shaking, my vision blurred by tears. But inside, I feel nothing. No strength. No life. Just emptiness.
And I walk away from his house like a lifeless soul.