I guessed I would never see him again.…A few months passed, and before I knew it, deep autumn had settled.I was out of town for a performance when I received the news of Yaron’s death.Mrs. Hayes told me his kidney failure had worsened. Despite the Hayes family exhausting every possible resource, they failed to find a suitable donor. He had also given up on himself, refusing proper treatment. In the end, no matter what they did for him, he still didn’t make it.“In his final moments, Yaron kept calling your name, apologizing over and over.“In the end… it just wasn’t meant to be.”As I listened to Mrs. Hayes, I found myself at a loss for words.Even in this second life, this was the ending Yaron chose for himself.…By the time I returned from my performance, golden leaves blanketed the ground. Adrian greeted me with a mysterious smile. “I have a surprise for you.”Curious, I got into his car, anticipation bubbling in my chest.We soon pulled up in front of a villa. I gl
“You would never just leave me without warning.”“Exactly. Everything that happened only made me more determined to cut ties with you for good.” I paused before continuing coldly, “Since you remember what happened in our past life, then you should understand that no matter what you do, even if you threaten me with your life, I will never have anything to do with you again.”I glanced at my watch and frowned. “I have things to do. I hope this is the last time we ever meet.”Just as I turned to leave, Yaron suddenly pulled out a sharp knife.My breath caught in my throat, and I instinctively took a step back. “What are you doing?”When he saw the fear in my eyes, he let out a mocking laugh. “Are you really that scared of me?”I said nothing, unsure of his intentions.Then, without hesitation, he raised the knife—and stabbed himself in the side.Bright red blood gushed from the wound as he collapsed to the ground, his face drained of all color.He looked up at me, pain flickering
As Yaron finished speaking, he muttered apologies while slapping himself hard across the face. Within moments, his cheeks were red and swollen.It was only then that I realized—Yaron had also been reborn.Watching him break down, completely consumed by grief, I felt nothing. There was no pity, no anger, no desire to get entangled with him any further.Without hesitation, I took Adrian’s hand and walked inside, shutting the door behind us, blocking out Yaron’s apologies and the sound of his slaps.…“Ouch…”Sitting across from Adrian on the couch, I was tending to his wounds when he let out a small cry of pain.I tossed the cotton swab aside and shot him an unimpressed look. “You could handle gunfire abroad, but now you can’t take a tiny cut?”He was definitely doing it on purpose.Seeing that I had caught onto his act, Adrian froze for a second before flashing me a smile. “I guess nothing escapes your eyes.” He lowered his gaze and murmured, “I just… didn’t want him to take yo
One evening, just as Adrian and I returned home, a strong stench of alcohol hit us the moment we stepped out of the elevator.Looking ahead, I saw Yaron—dead drunk, collapsed at my doorstep.I froze in place, let out a long, helpless sigh, and pulled out my phone to call security.“I’ll go check on him.”Before I could stop him, Adrian had already stepped forward.As soon as he approached, Yaron stirred at the sound, slowly opening his hazy eyes. The two men locked eyes for a long moment before Yaron let out a low, disdainful chuckle.“It’s you.”Adrian’s expression remained unreadable. “Mr. Hayes, security is on the way. I hope you won’t make a habit of showing up drunk like this.“Next time, calling security might not be the only thing we do.”The moment the words left his mouth, Yaron suddenly sprang up like a gust of wind, grabbing Adrian by the collar. His bloodshot eyes glowed with fury as he clenched his teeth.“Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you interfere
Fortunately, the gunshot wounds hadn’t hit any critical areas. Otherwise, his life would have been in real danger.After what happened, I took it upon myself to care for Adrian during his post-surgery recovery. That was when I learned he was a famous writer. As we spent more time together, I started reading his work, and each of his stories fascinated me.Our relationship developed naturally. The more time we spent together, the deeper we fell for each other.As dusk settled, I headed to the airport to pick up Adrian. The moment we stepped into the underground parking lot, he pulled me into his arms, kissing me hungrily as though he had been starving for my touch.It was almost amusing to see this usually gentle and refined author abandon all restraint.After dropping off his luggage at my place, we were supposed to head straight to the restaurant to meet my parents. But as soon as I shut the door, Adrian wrapped his arms around my waist from behind, holding me so tightly it felt
A long silence stretched between us.Yaron curled his lips into a faint smirk and stepped forward, reaching out to take my hand. The moment his fingers brushed against mine, I recoiled as if he were a ghost, stepping back without hesitation. I didn’t bother to hide the disgust in my eyes.His calm expression wavered. For a brief moment, sorrow flickered across his face before he withdrew his hand, letting it hang awkwardly in the air. He let out a dry chuckle.“Looks like you’re still mad about what happened.”He exhaled sharply, his voice carrying a rare hint of regret. “I don’t blame you. I was the one who messed up first, after all.”His gaze locked onto mine, filled with something almost unbearable. “But why didn’t you tell me? That it was you who donated your kidney to save me?” His voice grew hoarse. “If you hadn’t been leaving, were you planning to keep it from me forever?”I scoffed, folding my arms. “You really think you’re that important? Worth holding onto for a lifeti