His Heart Is Now Elsewhere

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Chapter 7

At three in the morning, the room fell silent.

The sound of water in the bathroom rang out.

Maeve pulled back the curtain and walked out with her legs, which had lost consciousness.

She stepped over the scattered broken clothes, placed the memory card on the table, and opened the

door.

After a soft sound, a deep voice came from the bathroom.

“What sound? Is someone there?”

“How is it possible for someone to be here so late at night? Never mind, let’s try again.”

I slightly pushed open the bathroom door, then tightly closed it again.

Maeve turned around and looked at her reflection in the glass, then she turned back and closed the

door.

The streets in the early morning were empty, with no one and no cars.

She wandered aimlessly alone, with a buzzing sound in her ears, but her mind was completely

blank.

I don’t know how long we had been walking, but it was already dawn.

Maeve lifted her bruised eyes and realized, to her surprise, that she had unknowingly returned to her high school alma mater.

campus at seven o’clock was very quiet. She walked alone

memories loosened slowly.

800–meter track of the playground, decorated the small hall with roses for her birthday, and

the past, but Maeve, who was in the

different.

She w

to the teaching building and ran into the headmaster who happened to be

of Donte’s previous high–profile pursuit, almost all the teachers recognized her, and the principal smiled and greeted her.

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And where is Donte? I heard engaged recently. Did you come to hand out wedding

and

you

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a long time since I last came back, so I thought I’d drop by and visit

recalling many past events and feeling

to remember something and took out a yellowed diary from the office cabinet and handed it

it from Donte’s hands. Since your good times are approaching, I’ll give it back to

took it and bowed to the

opened her diary and

with me, but she smiled at me today, and I felt like I had a

July 1st, the summer vacation was too long. I waited downstairs at Maeve’s house

me so angry. I ended up beating him up

my seventeenth birthday. Seventeen–year–old Donte’s only wish was to be with sixteen–year–old Maeve, forever, never

writing down the thoughts of

sour, and tears

by drop, it is a tribute to the past.

also a farewell.

stopped at the entrance of the villa, Maeve had already calmed

emotions.