Part 2The Moment I Stopped Loving You

It was freezing tonight, yet Lila wore a thin white dress.

Opening the door, I saw her face, pale as paper.

Julian immediately grabbed a coat and wrapped it around her: "Are you crazy? Wearing so little?"

She didn't speak, just stood there, looking at Julian stubbornly.

A moment later, she "fainted."

I watched Julian carry her to the sofa in a panic, taking her temperature, wiping her face with a hot towel.

The "unconscious" Lila opened her eyes slightly and gave me a provocative smirk.

In the past, I would have screamed.

But now, I just silently opened a game of League of Legends.

The room was quiet, except for the game sounds: "Double Kill," "Triple Kill," "Ace."

When I got a Pentakill with Jinx, I finally put down my phone.

Lila "woke up." Both of them looked at me with complex expressions.

Julian hesitated: "It's raining hard. I want Lila to stay the night."

"Okay."

I agreed readily.

Julian's face looked bad. Until I added: "I'm going back to my dorm."

He seemed relieved.

"Chloe, don't throw a tantrum now. Lila can't get wet. She has surgery next week."

He added:

"You sleep with Lila in the bedroom. I'll take the couch."

That was exactly what I feared.

Last Christmas, Julian took me home.

Short on rooms, I shared one with Lila.

Lila talked in her sleep all night, calling Julian's name over and over. I didn't sleep a wink.

That was when I discovered her feelings.

But the rain was getting heavier. As soon as I stepped out, the wind blew my umbrella away.

I returned to the apartment silently.

Seeing my mess, Julian looked amused and pained. He grabbed a towel to dry my hair: "Told you not to be stubborn..."

I dodged his hand gently: "I can do it myself."

Julian's hand froze in mid-air.