~Anning~
I didn't know why I even went back. Maybe I wanted closure. Maybe I wanted a fight. Maybe I just liked watching chaos happen up close. But I knew one thing for sure, I was still in love with Fan xiao. And the pickup my brain just did wasn't the best fit sure.
Whatever the reason, the second I stepped into that club, I knew it was going to be worse than I imagined.
"Anning," Fan Xiao said, like I wasn't supposed to hate him for the last ten years of my life. I never thought I could ever be this chill in my life.
"You've got ten seconds to start explaining," I said, dropping my bag onto the floor like a grenade. "Or I'm walking out and trust me what I'll do next will be so regrettable."
He smiled that infuriating smile. Not the one that made you fall in love, the one that made you want to hit him.
"I never and I say again Anning, never have loved you," he said. "Phewwww I needed to say that damn!!" His voice was calm. Too calm. Like he was reading from a script.
