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

thought I was being

quick to discard anything that didn’t

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with Alex, none

he vanished until fate pushed us

was at an event I should never have been at, where I saw him in

as he fumbled for words, his wine glass turning in his

driver… what

nodded without speaking, walking past

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

time in my life, emotion won over reason, and I took a leap

the crowd, running back to

the shadowed pillar. When I reached him, I realized he’d

I fought through the crowd, using all my strength to

ask this once–do you want to get back together? If you say no,

once, I’d humble myself for love. Never again.

then lifted his wine

who couldn’t hear the meaning behind “I can’t

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Chapter 6

as dawn’s

even more stark against the white walls and his dark hair, though tonight he looked unusually

suddenly?” Seeing me awake, he gently massaged my stomac

unfamiliar thermos. Come to think of

our home.

gaze, he explained: “I ordered some porridge. Feel up to trying some if you’re

know the stomach is

emotions are sick.”

“Who upset you? Tell me, I’ll deal with them.”

he’d often made similar

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