Rewriting My Heart's Fate

His tone was dripping with sarcasm, as if he was bell-bent on dredging up the past I'd rather forget. It felt like he was rubbing salt into my open wounds, reminding me of how visible my scars were. It was as though he wanted to relive the pain until I realized just how much better he was to me. "You can tell if someone loves you by their actions, not their words. Yet, to him, it seems like you're not worth long." His tone grew more derisive as he trampled all over the feelings I had once lovested,

I could see right through him. Elam was using this moment to make me see how good he was to me while pointing out how Ethan loathed me and adored Leah. At times like this, arguing was pointless, so I remained calm and composed. "Aren't you the one who should be worried?" asked with a smile, my voice dripping with even more scer than his sarcasm.

"I mean, you're the one watching the woman you love being affectionate with another man, So why waste your time on me? It's not like you'd ever make Leah jealous anyway." It was obvious that he was being nice to me to make Leh jealous, Spin to Clam Your Surprise Reward

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However, as would never know that Leah's love for Ethan ran far deeper than he imagined.

To everyone else, they were the perfect match, while I was nothing more than a pawn in their game, an unwelcome intruder, someone who had come between them. Perhaps it was true that the homewrecker was the one who wasn't loved

All of a sudden, remembered that dreary afternoon when Leah Launted the brand-new necklace around her neck, which Ethan had bought for her at a high price at an auction. Despite the overcast sky, the diamond necklace sparkled brilliantly

you're his wife? The person who isn't loved is the real outsider in this

noticed me because she flashed me a triumphant smile. I must've looked rather pathetic. I handed

someone else, I said coldly before leaving without a backward glance. Instead of being a part of their messed-up love triangle, I

as a mouse. My roommates were really worried about me, but I just plastered a smile on That night, I turned in early, but sleep eluded me. Eventually, I drifted off into a hazy dream. I was back in that cold,

back

my

there, reeking of alcohol. His face was flushed as he looked

he murmured, his voice full of longing as his

to become one with me, to make me a part of his

"Leah.."

searing through me. He left me to wallow in

I wrapped my arms around his waist. However, he pried my fingers oft, one