Chapter 1953 - Capítulo 1953: The End of Vacation [Part 2]
Capítulo 1953: The End of Vacation [Part 2]
Villain Ch 1953. The End of Vacation [Part 2]
She didn’t stop.
Didn’t care.
Her breath hitched as she made it past the last row of cars, finally reaching the edge of the private lot. She skidded to a halt near a low barricade, palms outstretched on cold steel.
And there they were.
Just ahead.
The two black SUVs gliding toward the private exit lane. No traffic. No red lights. No cameras. Just clean tarmac and a sun-drenched road that opened like a ribbon into the horizon.
They didn’t stop.
Didn’t slow.
The rear lights faded.
She watched them go, chest rising and falling, breath jagged.
She stood there.
Sweating under her coat.
Heart pounding like glass breaking in her chest.
He was gone.
Just like that.
Like they lived in different worlds now.
Because they did.
The exhaust faded.
Her feet didn’t move. Her knees buckled.
And she dropped.
Right there.
In the middle of the road.
She didn’t care anymore.
Didn’t care about the people watching from behind the glass windows, didn’t care about the security guard jogging over, didn’t care about the sudden blaring honk of a car swerving around her.
“Miss!” someone yelled. “Ma’am, you can’t be here!”
She didn’t move.
Her hands shook. Her breath caught in her throat. She clutched the fabric of her coat like it could stop her from unraveling completely.
“Please don’t go.”
She whispered it once. Just once. But it cracked something in her. Because this time? It wasn’t a performance. Not some well-rehearsed, mascara-smudged act for the camera.
This wasn’t damage control. This was the damage. Raw and open.
“Please…” she whispered again, her voice shaking now, louder, eyes locked on the fading glint of the cars’ taillights. “Please don’t go…”
She didn’t even recognize her own voice anymore.
The tears burned before they fell. And once they started, they wouldn’t stop.
Her mascara ran for real this time.
Real smudges. Real ugly crying.
The kind that swells in your chest when you realize something too late. When you know the door is already closed but you beg anyway. When you finally see that the person you lost wasn’t the problem.
It was you.
It was always you.
She should’ve stayed. That night two years ago—when he held her hand and asked if she really loved him. When he looked at her like she was the only thing that mattered. She should’ve said yes. Should’ve meant it.
Even if he wasn’t a Goldborne. Even if he didn’t have that stupid last name or family inheritance or networking bloodlines or whatever the hell she thought mattered back then.
She would’ve stayed.
Yeah… she would’ve stayed.
She didn’t want the fame anymore. Or the pity followers. Or the scripted sob stories for likes and shares.
She didn’t want better.
Because Allen had been the best thing she ever had.
The kindest. The most patient. The one person who looked at her like she wasn’t a broken investment. Like she wasn’t disposable. He laughed at her bad jokes. He made coffee in silence on her bad days. He held her feet under the blanket because she hated sleeping cold.
And she’d thrown him away.
For what?
A fake rich guy.
For shinier cars. Bigger names. Faster clout. A hotter photo with a richer boy.
All the “better” she chased gave her nothing but guilt. And debt. And nights like this—nights where she begged the universe to reverse one damn decision.
But the universe didn’t care.
Allen didn’t look back.
And she?
She was the one who turned that kind boy into a devil.
She sobbed harder.
“Allen…” she cried out, barely forming as the lump in her throat took over.
“Allen, please…”
She wasn’t even sure what she was asking for. To be seen? To be forgiven? For one last second?
He was already gone.
Somewhere in a car, surrounded by women who really loved him.
Women who didn’t cheat. Didn’t lie. Didn’t fake-cry on livestreams for pity views.
Sophia didn’t care about the honking anymore. The cars swerved around her, horns flaring. Someone shouted again.
“Miss! You need to move! It’s not safe!”
An airport staff member came running, grabbing her elbow.
“Ma’am, please, you can’t sit here!”
She flinched.
Not because of fear.
But because it snapped her out of the only second she wished could last forever.
That second when she saw him walk away.
That second when she realized… he was truly gone.
No act. No pause. No mercy.
She whispered, “Please don’t…” but her voice cracked on the air like wet paper.
She clutched her chest with one hand. Her coat slipped off her shoulder. She didn’t care.
Her voice, trembling and broken, barely escaped her lips. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to ruin it…”
The staff guy crouched slightly. “Ma’am? Do you need medical attention? Should I—”
“No,” she shook her head violently, her hair whipping behind her. “No, I’m not alright.”
Her knees gave out again as she was guided off the asphalt.
Another honk screamed behind them, a car swerving to avoid the collapsed figure in the middle of Departures.
Sophia didn’t register it.
Didn’t care.
The world felt numb. Her stomach churned like she was falling forever.
She looked back.
At the empty road.
And whispered, barely audible…
“Allen…”
Inside the terminal, people had started watching.
Phones out.
Cameras zoomed in.
The livestreamers were probably already speculating.
More drama. More pity.
But none of them would ever really understand what she was feeling right now.
Because they never saw the way Allen used to look at her.
They didn’t feel what it was like to be someone’s whole world… and then throw it away.
She looked down at her phone.
The records still had hundreds of thousands of reactions.
She thought it’d make her feel safe.
But now?
All she felt was hollow.
He didn’t even look back. Not once.
Because she didn’t deserve it.
And deep down?
She knew that was the last time she’d ever see him again.
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