After being reborn, I make up my mind to stop chasing after my husband and daughter

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Nathan replied coolly, “Come on, Jared, you’re just kidding. I just wanted Victoria to stay for lunch, but she said she’s swamped with work.”

Jared looked at me, clearly annoyed. “Busy? So busy you can’t even spare time for lunch?”

My little lie was about to get called out.

I stammered, “I…”

Jared didn’t hold back. “She just doesn’t want to eat with you. ‘Busy‘ is just her excuse.”

And just like that, the awkward truth was out in the open.

Nathan was clearly shaken. He looked at me, let out a soft cough to cover up his disappointment, and said, “Alright, you should get back to work. That’s more important.”

Without another word, he turned and walked away, not looking back.

I was so mad I gave Jared a kick in the leg. “Next time, watch what you say.”

Jared just let out a soft snort. “Why put on an act? If you want to turn him down, just be direct.”

“Harsh words are like snow in June, don’t you get it?” I snapped, anger flaring in my voice.

“When it comes to feelings, you should just be decisive. Victoria, you really don’t understand,” Jared shot back, his voice louder than mine.

me. “What, did I hit the

how to live my life,” I shot back, arms crossed as I waited

clean up the mess,” Jared retorted, clearly pissed.

cold, mocking look. “Seriously, you don’t even blush saying that? Who’s the

instantly clammed up, his

without hesitation. Jared stayed where

but it marked the official

leave each other alone

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last time I came, I was praying for money. This

the bench, watching people come and go–everyone looked so sincere

but start wondering: what’s

Seriously, what is it?

you start craving something sweet or fancy, like the scent of roses. When you’re broke, you wish for cash; when you’re sick, you just want to feel better. If you’re too skinny, you want to put on weight; if you’re chubby, you want to slim down. When it’s cold, you want to bundle up; when it’s warm, you wish you

table, closed my eyes, and let the dappled sunlight filter through the leaves, falling softly across my body and

life wasn’t the finish line, but the journey itself. Whatever stage we were

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