Chapter 2
“I was wondering how Ryan could get engaged to someone like that. Turns out, it’s just to get back at Miss Murray.
When they were done, they all left, one by one.
I quietly rose from the pile of broken glass, wiping the blood from my face.
The pain in my wounds was sharp, but the ache in my heart was worse.
I thought back to five years ago, that night.
Ryan had shown up outside my window.
He asked me, after all this time of silently loving him, if I wanted to be with him.
I was overjoyed, thinking my unspoken love had finally borne fruit, and I agreed to his confession on the spot.
Later, I realized he already had someone he truly loved–a “white moonlight.” That night was actually the night he was rejected by her.
His confession to me? It was simply revenge.
All the years of on–and–off with me, and now this engagement–none of it was for me. It was all because of her.
No wonder everyone liked to call me a “dog that licks.”
Maybe I really was just that–nothing more.
I surveyed the wreckage around me, my gaze catching on the scattered champagne roses on the
floor.
I picked one up absently and inhaled its fragrance.
This was the first time I had received so many champagne roses.
Awe
week ago, Ryan suddenly reappeared after a month–long absence.
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He brought me to this room, filled with champagne roses, and held me close as he whispered, “North, let’s get engaged and leave here. Let’s never come back-
hampagne roses weren’t my favorite.
But at that moment, my nose grew stuffy and tears welled in my eyes.
“You disappeared for a month to prepare all of this?” I asked, my voice quivering
A flicker of guilt flashed in his eyes before he bent down and kissed me deeply.
Only now did I realize the source of his guilt.
the roses, the engagement dress, the entire ceremony–it wasn’t for me.
It was for his “white moonlight.”
He came to me only because she had once again broken up with him.
All the engagement I had dreamed of so many times? It had turned out to be a joke.
That night, Ryan returned.
He surveyed the wreckage around the room, his gaze falling on my bloodstained face.
A trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.
“North, are you okay?”
I forced a smile and said, “I’m fine.”
It was nothing more than a deep cut from the glass. At worst, I’d be disfigured.
He seemed to think the same.
Nodding, he lowered his voice and said to me, “Green, we’re breaking up. I’m getting engaged to
Green now.”
“This is the last time. Name your price, and I’ll try to make it up to you.”
He said it was the last time.
Five years.
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He had sold Those words countless times before
time, it was lium who suggested breaking up, only for him to return soon after, claiming he loved me, that he couldn’t live without me…
I
wiped away the tears in my eyes
“Ryan, is this really the last time?” I asked.
Ryan looked at me, his expression slightly softened.
“North, don’t cry. I…”
that moment, his phone rang
Green’s panicked voice blared through the speaker.
“Ryan Lewis, you’re my flancé now, and you’re still going to comfort her?!”
“Do you really love me?!”
“Babe, stop making a scene, I’m talking to North about breaking up.”
“Well, then hurry back and be with me.”
“Okay, beha
Ryan ended the call, his gaze hardening as he turned back to me.
“North Foster, this is the last time.”
“Okay.”
I felt like my heart had turned to ash.
Yet, in a strange way, I also felt like a bird freed from its cage.
For five years, I had been trapped in this on–again, off–again love affair. I was exhausted. It was time
to let go.
I had six stitches on my face.
From my ear down to my cheek, there was an unsightly scar.
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My best friend, Mary White, was furious when she saw me.
She cursed Ryan over and over, then finally asked,
“North, he’s been toying with you like that, and you’re just going to let him off the hook?”
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