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.”

could

I was

discard anything that didn’t serve me.

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with Alex, none of

split, he vanished until fate pushed us

never have been at, where I saw him in a

he fumbled for words, his

what

speaking,

this inexplicable feeling that if I missed

over reason, and I took a

pushed through the crowd, running back to him.

still leaned against the shadowed pillar. When I reached him, I realized he’d been

as I fought through the crowd, using all my strength

want to get back together? If you say no, this is it for

once, I’d humble myself for love.

a long time, then lifted his wine glass to touch

fool who couldn’t hear the meaning behind “I can’t give you,” who couldn’t

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

as dawn’s birds began their chorus at

fair complexion, already pale, appeared even more stark against the white

it healed? Why such severe pain suddenly?” Seeing me awake, he gently massaged my stomac

unfamiliar thermos. Come to think

our home.

some porridge. Feel up to trying some if you’re

flexing my fingers: “Did you know the stomach is an emotional organ? Maybe

emotions are sick.”

Tell me, I’ll deal with them.”

– he’d often made similar unconscious

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