เข้าสู่ระบบAt a gathering with friends, my boyfriend, Donovan McPherson, suggested we play a game of “I Have, Have You?” The winner would get to make one request of him. Everyone there knew I had been trying to get him to make me, Celeste Campbell, Mrs. McPherson for five years, and for as long he had not obliged. Now they all assumed he was giving me a chance. So, tacitly aligned, everyone held back to let me win. But his childhood sweetheart, Lily Kensington, would not relent. “Donovan watched the first snowfall with me. “He gave me a scarf he knitted with his own hands. “The tattoo on his wrist is my initials. “His passenger seat is permanently adjusted to fit my height.” After those four, I had only one finger up. Yet she was not done. Tilting her head, she flashed a smirk at me. “Donovan only started this game to make me happy.” My heart dropped, while my eyes darted instinctively to Donovan. He wore a doting smile, choosing to side with her, just as he had every single time over the past five years. I slowly dropped my finger down. “I lost.” In that split second, something dawned on me. There was nothing left in this relationship worth holding onto.
ดูเพิ่มเติมBryan watched the sunrise with me.The horizon brightened inch by inch, casting a golden radiance across the expanse of the water.My mind suddenly wandered off to a long time ago.Lily had used a sunrise to steal Donovan away from me.I thought then losing that one night meant losing five years of my life.Only now did I realize that wasn’t true.What she got from me was merely a man not worth keeping.And what I gained was a brand-new self.Bryan stood beside me, handing me a cup of hot coffee.“Are you cold?”I shook my head.He didn’t stand too close as he handed his coat over to me.“You should put it on anyway.”I accepted it.The sea breeze tousled my hair.He looked at me, his ears flushing red once more.“Celeste.”It was the first time he called my name with such intimacy.“Do you mind if I pursue you?”Looking at his earnest yet nervous face, I smiled.“Not at all.“Though I can’t guarantee the outcome.”He smiled in return.“That’s fine.“The pursuing is my part.“You reser
Using the money I got back alongside my previous savings, I opened a small curating studio specializing in women’s exhibitions and brand events.Our debut exhibition was named “Our Own Selves”What others had and I didn’t mattered no more.I had myself, and that was enough.On opening day, Maya arrived with a bouquet of sunflowers.“Congratulations.”I accepted the flowers with a smile.In the exhibition hall were stories of ordinary women.One went back to school after her divorce.One launched her own business after being betrayed.One pulled herself out of depression after losing a child.One ended a ten-year relationship and went off to see the Northern Lights by herself.Not a single story was to show how a man repented.They were all there to show how a woman could be reborn.The exhibition turned out to be an unexpected sensation.Countless influencers came to document it.Someone wrote online:“After seeing the exhibition, I finally decided to break up.“Not every long relation
“I’ve moved out and deleted your contact.“I didn’t take anything of yours, and I won’t be coming back for any of mine.“As for the money I gave you, my lawyer will be in touch.”Donovan’s face turned pale as a sheet.“Celeste, do you really have do this?”“Yes.”I looked him straight in the eyes.“The money wasn’t charity—it was the price of my mother’s heirloom.“I sold it off for your sake.“Now I’m taking back what belongs to me.”His lips too were pale.“I’ll give it to you.“I’ll pay you back tenfold!“Just come back to me.”I shook my head.“Donovan, you still don’t get it.“I didn’t leave you for the money.“I want it back to remind myself that everything I gave you had value.“You can’t make up for it with a sorry.”Donovan suddenly released his grip on the suitcase.Then, amidst the bustling crowd at the airport, he dropped to his knees.Passersby instantly turned to stare.Some pulled out their phones to record.He looked up at me, tears streaming down his face.“Celeste, pl
The homestay I rented was tucked away at the end of a quiet lane.The owner was named Bryan Radcliffe.He was twenty-eight, with a subtle snaggletooth that showed whenever he smiled.As he checked me in and noticed I only brought a single suitcase, he asked, “Traveling alone?”I nodded.He didn’t pry any further, simply handing me a hand-drawn map.“There aren’t many tourists around this area.“Late afternoon is the best time to go down to the beach.“If you’re craving something light, the local roast chicken spot three doors down to the left is quite good.”I paused, caught off guard. “How did you know I wanted something light?”He gave a soft laugh. “You creased your brow for a second when you glanced at the seafood brochure on the front desk.”I smiled too.It had been a long time since anyone had observed my preferences with such care.For the next two weeks, my days moved at a gentle, unhurried pace.I slept in until I woke up naturally every morning.At noon, I grabbed a light bi
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