Chapter 21
GEORGIA'S POV
Ouch.
I couldn't ignore the sharp, stinging sensation in my chest as I watched them. For a split second, my mind played a cruel trick on me, swapping that girl's face with my own, imagining Jaime and I still overflowing with love. I desperately wanted to look away, but I was paralyzed, my eyes glued to the sight.
Even though my love for him had curdled into hatred, seeing him like that still felt like a physical blow.
It made me wonder if I had ever truly been special to him, or if I was just another body—a placeholder he used whenever he needed someone to fill a void. Those lips that used to whisper to me were now pressed against someone else. The realization made everything we'd ever shared feel tainted.
If our moments were fake, if his feelings were just a long-term performance... the thought was too much to bear.
