My Best Friend’s Brother is My Ex Chapter 10

My Best Friend’s Brother is My Ex Chapter 10

Love…? 

The single word crashed into me, robbing me of all 

speech. 

I didn’t know what to say. Not a single word came 

out. 

Finally, I forced myself to whisper, “I’m sorry. Back 

then, I never thought ahead to anything serious. I 

just craved someone’s company. And you 

happened to show up.” 

“Believe it or not, I never meant to deceive you. I 

just didn’t want to refused to share my real identity 

with a stranger I’d met online.” 

“If I hurt you, I’m truly sorry.” 

Silence. 

I cracked my eyes open just a little. 

For a split second, I thought I saw a dark, raging 

tempest flickered across his stare. 

Then it was gone. 

After a long pause, he let out a bitter laugh. 

“You think I want your apology?” 

I pressed my lips together, confused. 

Then his voice dropped lower, rougher. 

“I’ll ask you this once. After you left me… did you ever regret it?” 

His breath was hot and uneven against my skin. 

I swallowed thickly, baffled by why this answer mattered so deeply to him. 

Seeing my hesitation, he looked away, like he was terrified of my answer. 

His voice was hoarse, strained. 

“Forget it. You don’t have to tell me now.” 

“Take your time. If there’s even a shred of regret… I can fool myself into pretending…” 

A faint tremor trembled through every syllable he spoke. 

Sharp, crushing guilt crashed over me in an instant. 

I’d already lied to him once. Could I really do it again? 

I couldn’t. 

I sucked in a breath and cut him off. 

“Soren, I-” 

“Enough.” 

He turned his head toward the window. 

His jaw was clenched so tight the veins in his neck 

stood out. 

“If it’s something I don’t want to hear… please, just 

don’t say it.” 

My nose burned. 

I could feel it–all his panic, all his unraveling 

control. 

The air thickened until it felt tangible, weighing 

down on both of us. 

After a long, heavy silence, my eyes stung. 

I forced the words out anyway. 

“Back then,this was nothing more than a casual 

distraction to me.” 

“And I assumed you were too.” 

“So no, after the breakup, I never regretted it. 

Because I… I didn’t think about you all that much.” 

The silence that followed was suffocating. 

Soren laughed at himself, a hollow sound. 

He looked utterly defeated. 

He stayed quiet for a good thirty seconds. 

It felt like an eternity. 

When he spoke again, his voice was scraped raw. 

“What about now?” 

I blinked. “What about now?” 

“Now… would you give us a second chance?” 

He looked right at me, every word deliberate. 

Obsession burned in his pitch–black eyes. 

“Back then, you said you were tired of me.” 

“Now I’ve changed. I’ll fix everything you didn’t 

like.” 

“Mila… if you just come back, I’ll forget everything that happened.” 

He didn’t get to finish. 

I interrupted him without thinking. 

“Soren, have you lost your mind? You know exactly 

what I-” 

“I know.” 

I froze. 

His gaze was terrifyingly certain. 

“I’m taking a gamble. Betting that one day you’ll 

really fall in love with me.” 

My head went completely blank. 

My heart was hammering so hard it felt like it 

might break through my ribs. 

The pounding wouldn’t stop.