Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard)

Chapter 231

Chapter 231 I Don't Owe You

Amelia led me to a bench in the small garden outside the hospital. She sat down first and then patted the spot next to her. "Sit down."

I settled as far on the edge of the bench as possible, avoiding being too close to her. She turned to look at me, a strange expression on her face.

"You are annoying, Eva. Even in that wig, you still manage to look good."

Her random remark caught me off guard, leaving me unsure of how to respond. But it seemed like she didn't need me to say anything. She tilted her head back, gazing up at the sk

"The day we moved into college was just like this-cloudy but nice, comfortable weather," she began, her voice soft with nostalgia.

"Eva, I was the first person in the whole school to meet Leonard. The very first. No one else

met him before me."

Her voice held a touch of joy, and her eyes sparkled at the memory. I had always known Amelia kept to herself during college, and I didn't know much about her past.

only knew her family struggled financially, and she'd taken out student loans and worked hard for scholarships. She signed up for work-study

train to campus. Leonard probably didn't even remember helping a girl with too many bags at the station that day, but to Amelia, that moment was

tone darkening. "Both of us came from the

at the cafeteria

charming, even when life was tough. And then you showed up

nothing. She was right about

support him financially, just like how my Dad had done for Amelia, although she had no

the same dorm as me,

had never been

costing more than my entire monthly budget. Do you even know what it was like? My allowance was

every day, ordered takeout that cost insane amounts, then said you don't want it and tossed it to me like you're feeding a dog. You really think I'm

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voice shaking. "And then, you had your dad swoop in, funding Leonard to take him away from me. You

for you-I studied hard and managed to get sponsors. I didn't have to repay student loans, and

I looked at her twisted expression, I could only

do you even know who funded your scholarship? That 'jewelry design studio' you think backed you?

of pride, which was why I didn't have my dad directly