The Heartbroken - S01 E230

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The Heartbroken - S01 E230

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 230

And I realized he was right.

No matter how many people tell you to move on, it

won’t happen until you decide to move on.

“That’s why Seth doesn’t want to act on his feelings

for you.”

I flushed. “What?”

“This whole moving to New York thing.” He made a

vague gesture with a hand. “This is Seth gluing the

pieces back. Took him a while to get to it, but that’s

only because it took a while before someone came

along and helped him pick the pieces up.”

“You think I helped him?”

This time, he lowered his phone to give me a sincere

smile. “I know you did.”

—

I didn’t know why but seeing Seth still managed to

make me feel the butterflies in my stomach. We

were still a few yards away from him as we reached

the drop-off area, but his tall frame stood out among

the crowd. There weren’t a lot of people in the

airport, seeing as it was an odd time of the year to

go anywhere, but we still had to squeeze past a few

people to get to where Seth was standing with his

phone pressed against his ear.

I trailed behind them, still unsure about how I would

act around Seth. If anything, it felt like my farewell

letter to him was slowing me down. It was stuffed

safely in my bag, sealed in an envelope, and it might

as well have rocks in it because I couldn’t forget its

presence.

Giving it to him felt too final.

And as embarrassing it was to admit, I poured my

heart out on that letter with words I would never

have courage to say to him in person. I couldn’t

even make myself re-read it because I cringed as

soon as I’d written each word down.

It was only when we finally got closer did I realize

that Isabelle was sitting a few feet away from where

Seth was standing, having what seemed like a

strained but civil conversation with the man I met at

the grocery store a week ago.

“Hurry up.” Alyssa suddenly grabbed my hand and

jerked me forward, nearly making me trip over

some dude’s suitcase. “Oh. Sorry. I’m just—I can’t—

I don’t think I can do this. Seth’s leaving.

He’s f-----g leaving.”

Hearing the words make my heart sink further down

my stomach. I didn’t even know why it still bothered

me. I’d already written a farewell letter and we were

standing in the airport for f--k’s sake, but hearing it

said out loud made me want to recoil and curl up in

my bed to convince myself that everything was just

a bad dream.

Seth lowered his phone as soon as he spotted us, a

grin automatically making its way to his lips.

God, I was going to miss that grin.

Alyssa immediately launched herself at Seth,

throwing her arms around him. If I hadn’t known

better, I would have thought she was trying to tackle

him instead. Seth nearly lost his balance and he had

to take a few steps back to regain it, but he didn’t

miss a beat as he wrapped his own arms around

Alyssa.

“Lyss, I don’t leave for at least thirty more minutes,

so you might, uh, want to choke me later instead?”

“You s--k,” she said, her face buried in his chest.

“You f-----g s--k for leaving in the middle of a

school year. Who does that?”

Seth managed to pry himself from Alyssa’s choke

hold. He still held her at arm’s length when he flashed

her a soft smile. “I’ll miss you too.” He draped an

arm over her shoulders and turned to us.