FALLING AROUND YOU ➵ DANIEL SEAVEY ➵ SEQUEL

09 ➵ Unfinished Heart

"It took time in learning that there was no such a thing as pursuit in happiness when I tried to find it in to within a stranger's eyes. I was happy way back when— before you left me with this unfinished heart."
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"Sienna, I'm pretty sure I could hit you with a bowling ball, and you'd still be about to make more rational decisions than you are now," Christina scoffed sitting on the headboard of the bed.

"It's one movie, Christina!" my voice rumbled from the bathroom, "besides, I want to get my mind off what happened during that interview." my body still juddered thinking about that crazed event. I honestly wish I could take anyway how I reacted on live television— it was humiliating.

"He's cute, I guess, but he's not Daniel. He's not your Daniel," she argued back. I felt myself diffusing onto the floor just by hearing his name.

"He's not my Daniel— he's hers," I explained walking out of the bathroom checking my outfit one last time.

I wore a black long sleeve with some grey sweatpants along with my hair partly waved. I truly had no one to impress with this movie, and I just knew that it would help clear my mind from the rummage of chaos. My thoughts from the interview were eating away at my sanity.

"It's not confirmed!" she denied, "I just can't believe Corbyn never told me Daniel was supposedly spending time with a new girl." her voice had strands of anger and annoyance. It was quite clear she knew parts to both sides of the story, but couldn't piece them together in time.

"I just can't believe I got my hopes up again," I spoke running my fingertips through my hair in distraught.

"I wonder how Daniel's feeling. I mean, watching the interview, he must've felt so—" her words split suddenly appalled by the information she suddenly revealed.

"He watched it?" her words suddenly intrigued me. I found myself at Christina's mercy wanting her to continue with her ravish statement. It was awful how much I wanted Daniel's attention at this point; it felt like a pint would've been enough.

"I wasn't suppose to tell you," she started, "Corbyn didn't want me telling anyone, but he was there when Daniel saw the clips."

She wore guilt as if it was her crown trying to read my expressions to see my reactions. In all honestly, I didn't know my reaction either. I kept still waiting for her words to continue.

"And?" I spoke abruptly.

"I don't know details, but Corbyn said he couldn't read his reactions." her words quiet.

"Do you know who the girl is?"

Her silence was enough to answer my question. It's not a choice anymore, I have to let him go. It wasn't even my decision— it was his. It wasn't something I was ready to do, but he's gone now. It's over. There's no more hoping and waiting for things to change. No more holding out on someone who will never love me the way I want them to. I have to start letting him go. There isn't even anything left for me to hold on to because he chose her.

"Have you met her?" my words stained with exhaustion.

"No, only the guys have."

My face fell as I felt like a sudden prey towards despair. How could they have not told me sooner? Leading me on like that— it just made my lost emotions find their way back to my chest, and now, I didn't know if I could truly break them out of my heart. He was honestly my greatest weakness; I held a love him my heart for him like a rose held it's scent.

"I just want him happy, you know?" I tried changing my tone, but Christina could see through the blank mask that appeared on my face.

I wanted to wish him happiness, even if that happiness didn't include me.