The Sound of Forever

Chapter 7

Chapter Seven

Keane

Day Fifteen

Today was all about Ophelia. It’s probably because she’s the only person I truly miss. The kind of missing that settles in your bones and refuses to let go.

Yesterday’s question is still gnawing at me. What do I love most about her? After digging through my pathetic excuses for answers, I’ve realized something—I’m a selfish prick.

Not a single thing I listed was about her. It was all about me. How she made me feel. How she propped me up. How she endured my chaos.

How fucked up is that?

And maybe that’s why I let her go. Deep down, I knew she deserved better.

The truth? I haven’t changed much. I’m still selfish, still a mess, still the guy who would drag her down if I held on too tightly. But this second chance at life? It’s shifted something. I want to see her happy. Really happy. Smiling in a way she never did when she was with me.

And Haydn, her fiancé . . . Well, Haydn made that happen. I saw it. The way he looked at her, like she was the center of his universe. Like she deserved everything good and pure in this world. I wanted to hate him, to ruin him, but I couldn’t. He loves her the way I never could. She deserves that kind of love and more.

I was a selfish prick. Still am, probably. But at least now I can admit it. Maybe that’s step one. Or maybe it’s just another excuse. Who the fuck knows if this is a step for the better or if this will throw me back into the hell I used to live?