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Chapter 9

Author: Faraway Galaxy
On the day of the lecture, the hall was packed.

I stood at the center of the stage in a plain white dress shirt, my mind calm and steady.

In the far corner of the last row, Jennifer sat alone. The instant she got a clear look at me, tears welled in her eyes.

I worked through the lecture in careful order and calmly walked the audience through my journey of recovering from a double betrayal and the psychological damage it had caused.

When I reached the line, "Forgiveness was never a required c
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  • Bed for Three   Chapter 9

    On the day of the lecture, the hall was packed.I stood at the center of the stage in a plain white dress shirt, my mind calm and steady.In the far corner of the last row, Jennifer sat alone. The instant she got a clear look at me, tears welled in her eyes.I worked through the lecture in careful order and calmly walked the audience through my journey of recovering from a double betrayal and the psychological damage it had caused.When I reached the line, "Forgiveness was never a required choice. Leaving in time is the highest form of self-love," the audience erupted into applause that seemed to go on forever.When the lecture ended, the crowd rose and began filing out.I bent down to gather my materials.Jennifer slowly rose from the back row and made her way through the departing crowd toward the stage.She stopped in front of me, her voice dry and hoarse. "Connor."My hands paused over the papers for half a second before I continued as if nothing had happened.Jennifer re

  • Bed for Three   Chapter 8

    A year and a half slipped by before I knew it.One day, I received an email from the psychology department of a prestigious university back home.The university had invited me to return and give a lecture titled "Rebuilding the Self After Intimate Betrayal."I stared at the email and hesitated for an entire week. I genuinely couldn't decide whether I was ready to set foot in that city again, a place filled with old wounds.My uncle saw the conflict on my face. He sat beside me and gently patted the back of my hand. "Go back once. Put a period at the end of every regret you've carried from the past."I thought about it all night before I finally wrote back to the university and accepted the invitation.-Back home, Jennifer ran into an old classmate at a dinner party, someone she hadn't seen in years.The classmate casually mentioned, "Do you remember Connor Shefford from high school? He's coming back to give a psychology lecture."The glass slipped from Jennifer's hand, and wi

  • Bed for Three   Chapter 7

    Half a year passed in the blink of an eye, which meant a full year had gone by since Connor left.Jennifer and Hunter saw each other less and less, and whenever they did meet, the atmosphere was tense and heavy.One evening, the two of them sat across from each other at a restaurant.Hunter leaned over the table, his eyes red, and complained, "Ever since Connor left, you won't have anything to do with me. You've never really let go of him, have you?"Jennifer pressed her fingers to her temples, her voice strained with exhaustion. "Can you just give me some peace? Stop bringing this up over and over again."The meal ended badly, with both of them leaving unhappy.…A few days later, Jennifer met up with some old friends. After several glasses of wine, her defenses began to crumble.She lowered her head and quietly admitted, "I let Connor down."The friend across from her raised her glass with a sigh. "What good does saying that do now? You made your choice back then."Not long

  • Bed for Three   Chapter 6

    For the entire month that followed, Jennifer called Connor's number at the same times every morning, noon, and night. Each time, she heard the same cold, mechanical message telling her that his phone was switched off.She went through her entire contact list and messaged every mutual friend one by one to ask where he had gone. Not a single person knew where he was.Every day, right on schedule, Hunter showed up with an insulated lunch box.The moment he walked in, he would smile and say, "Jennifer, I made the soup you love. You've been sitting alone in this empty house these past few days, so you probably haven't been eating properly."At first, Jennifer would accept the lunch box and quietly thank him.As the days passed, however, the mere sight of Hunter began to irritate her. Often, she would give him nothing more than a flat nod, unwilling to say another word.One evening, Hunter brought dinner over as usual and rambled on about trivial, meaningless things.Annoyed, Jennifer

  • Bed for Three   Chapter 5

    I lowered the window half an inch. The autumn wind cut across my cheeks until they went numb.The image of the silver ring being hurled out of the hospital window replayed over and over in my head. My chest tightened until I could barely breathe.The phone in my pocket buzzed incessantly. Every call was from Hunter.I ignored them. Instead, I typed out the flight number and sent it to my uncle.[Uncle Jim, I'm boarding soon. Wait for me at the airport.]Once the message went through, I opened my contacts. With a few quick taps, I erased every phone number, contact, and shared photo connected to Jennifer and Hunter from my phone.The taxi pulled up outside the terminal. I gripped my small carry-on bag and walked into the departure hall.-Third-Person POVMeanwhile, at the hospital, Jennifer sat beside Hunter's bed.Hunter lay weakly against the raised headboard and dialed Connor's number over and over, his face tight with worry. "Do you think we went too far? He won't even pic

  • Bed for Three   Chapter 4

    A wave of absurdity rose in my chest.Apparently, when pain reached its limit, it started to feel almost funny.I smiled mockingly. "So now you want me to thank you for taking my girlfriend to abort your child?"Hunter's lips moved, but no words came out. He reached for my wrist, and that was when I noticed the silver ring on his ring finger. The metal had an unusual color, with a dull, grayish sheen.My entire body went rigid.I knew that ring.After my father died, I had mixed a small portion of his ashes into molten silver and forged that plain band with my own hands.The night after Jennifer and I first slept together, I had slipped it onto her finger myself.Back then, Jennifer had made me a gentle promise. "Connor, I'll always wear it. When we get married, I'll move it to your hand so your father can see with his own eyes that you've found where you belong."But now it was on Hunter's hand.My whole body began to shake. "Where did you get that ring?"Hunter's eyes dart

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