ivy just sat there silently struggling to find the right words to say, her heart beating at a pace that's more than usual, feeling every bone and every muscle in her body ache, making this unbearable for her. she couldn't help but blame herself for the situation she was in. this is what happens when she lets people in, she deserves to feel this way. she promised herself that she won't let anybody get the best of her, show them her weakness, let them complete her, yet here she is, feeling like utter crap â as if the world just crumbled down at her feet, because sheba's words were true. someone's going to lose, and it's probably, if not likely, her. she was always the second choice, or the supporting role in someone else's heart. no one took her seriously, no one cared about her or loved her the way she did, so why would sheba be any different? ivy deserved this. "stupid fucking girl â youâve done it again!" she muttered beneath her breath, as she lightly shook her head, whilst desperately laughing at herself. "i'll make this easier for you... you should go with your heart, and it's obviously with dima. cause if you love me, like you say you love me, you wouldnât be crying over him, now, would you? when we could easily be... oh i donât know? making out, talking, or even just silently cuddling, instead?!â she let out another laugh, only this time it was a lot more louder and a lot more painful to watch, nonetheless; to hear. âand whatever you have to say, i donât wanna hear it. iâm a big girl, i can handle the truth... no need for sugarcoating shit, and definitely no hard feelings, alright? â maybe weâre just better off as friends.â she admitted, putting on a fake smile to regain her dignity, although that didnât stop the tears from trickling down her cheek. âand just for the record, i still wouldnât love you any less.âÂ