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Chapter 2: Fragments of a Broken Heart

Claire couldn’t escape the image of Lucas and Emma walking together. It replayed in her mind like a haunting melody, each note slicing deeper into her heart. She wanted to hate them—Lucas for being oblivious to her love and Emma for stealing the happiness Claire had only dreamed of. But she couldn’t.

Instead, she turned the blame inward.

For days, Claire avoided the world. She skipped meals, locked herself in her room, and stared blankly at her sketchbook, unable to draw a single line. Her once vibrant sketches of sunsets and flowers were replaced by dark, chaotic scribbles—swirls of pain and confusion that mirrored the storm inside her.

Sophie’s concerned knocks on her door went unanswered. “Claire, please talk to me,” she begged. But Claire couldn’t. How could she explain the emptiness consuming her, the feeling that she was slowly unraveling?

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Claire found herself wandering aimlessly through the park near her house. The crisp autumn air stung her cheeks, but she barely noticed. She sat on a bench beneath a withering tree, its bare branches stretching like skeletal fingers toward the sky.

She pulled out her phone and opened Lucas’s Instagram. The latest photo made her stomach twist—a picture of him and Emma at a café, their heads leaning close together, their smiles radiant.

The caption read: “Couldn’t ask for better company.”

Claire’s chest tightened. She felt as though the ground beneath her was crumbling, leaving her in freefall. She typed out a message to him, her fingers trembling.

Lucas, I need to tell you something…

But she couldn’t send it. Instead, she deleted the message and stuffed her phone into her pocket, tears streaming down her face.

As days turned into weeks, Claire’s pain festered. She thought about Lucas constantly, her mind trapped in a vicious cycle of longing and despair. Her grades began to slip, her teachers’ concerned remarks barely registering. The world around her faded into a blur of meaningless noise.

One night, Claire decided she needed to see him, even if it was just from a distance. She knew Lucas often went to the local library to study, so she waited outside, clutching a notebook filled with unsent letters and unfinished sketches of him.

Hours passed, and when Lucas finally emerged, he wasn’t alone. Emma was with him, her laughter ringing out like a bell in the quiet night. They walked side by side, their hands brushing, their smiles soft and full of unspoken affection.

Claire couldn’t take it anymore. She stepped out from the shadows, her voice trembling as she called out, “Lucas!”

He turned, surprised to see her. “Claire, right? From biology?”

She nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. “Can I talk to you? Just for a minute?”

Lucas glanced at Emma, who gave him a small, understanding smile before stepping away to give them space.

“What’s up?” he asked, his tone kind but distant.

Claire struggled to find the words. “I… I’ve been leaving the notes and the drawings. The coffee. It was me.”

Lucas’s expression shifted, a mixture of surprise and discomfort. “Oh… I didn’t realize.”

“I know this sounds crazy, but I—I like you, Lucas. I’ve liked you for a long time.” Her voice cracked, and she looked down, unable to meet his gaze.

Lucas sighed, his hands slipping into his pockets. “Claire… I’m flattered, really. But I’m with Emma. I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong idea.”

The words hit her like a punch to the gut. Her vision blurred, and she struggled to breathe. “I just thought… if you knew, maybe…”

“Claire,” he interrupted gently. “You’re a sweet girl, but… I don’t feel the same way.”

And just like that, her fragile hope shattered.

She managed a weak smile, her voice barely a whisper. “I understand. Thanks for being honest.”

Lucas gave her a sympathetic nod before walking away, leaving Claire standing alone in the cold.

As she watched him disappear into the distance, something inside her broke. She had given everything—her time, her energy, her heart—and it still wasn’t enough.

For the first time, she wondered if she had anything left to give.

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