Chapter 5

The emotional pain became unbearable late at night, manifesting physically.

I clutched my cramping stomach, biting my hand until I nearly lost consciousness.

Vaguely, I felt strong hands lift me up, his usually calm voice now panicked.

In my haze, memories flooded back like a tide.

My relationship with Alex wasn’t always smooth sailing – we’d once completely fallen apart.

It was in our second year together, without warning, when he suggested we separate.

I was planning our first vacation with my rare time off when he said it. It felt absurd.

He looked at me with distant eyes, as if detached: “I can’t give you what you want.”

Just moments before, he’d spent ages fretting over my burned hand.

I thought long and hard, but besides money, I couldn’t imagine what could stand between us.

“It’s okay, we can work it out together.”

“We’re so young – if we just keep trying, we can have everything we want.”

“Besides, I don’t need you to be rich…”

He cut me off, gently patting my head as if we’d never meet again.

“Emma, I’m sorry. I hope you find someone better.”

We were young then, proud and stubborn, believing no one was irreplaceable.

So I didn’t beg, didn’t cry, just feigned calm dignity: “Alex, the truth is you’re a coward. You just don’t love

me enough.”

“If that’s how it is, let’s end this cleanly.”

truly overwhelming, how could he give up without even trying?

thought I was being

practical, quick to discard anything that didn’t serve

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Alex, none

he vanished until fate pushed us together again.

never have been at, where I saw him in a

he fumbled for

driver… what a

speaking, walking

inexplicable feeling that if I missed this chance, we’d never love

in my life, emotion won over reason, and

pushed through the

reached him, I

as I fought through the crowd, using all my

high, voice firm: “Alex, I’ll only ask this once–do you want to get back together? If you say no, this is

myself for love. Never again.

long time, then lifted his wine glass to touch my raised forehead: “You’re such

“I can’t give you,” who couldn’t see

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dawn’s birds

more stark against the white walls and

severe pain suddenly?” Seeing me awake, he gently massaged

table sat an unfamiliar thermos. Come to think of it, unfamiliar items often

our home.

some porridge. Feel up to trying

my fingers: “Did you know the stomach

emotions are sick.”

you? Tell me, I’ll deal with

typical response – he’d often made similar unconscious

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