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I gave up a vast fortune to be with my boyfriend Terrence. In our poorest days, we didn't even have a single grain of rice at home. Terrence went out to fight in underground rings, never surrendering once even when he was beaten black and blue. With his blood and sweat, he paved the path to our future brick by brick. In the present, his name was uttered with an undeniable tone of respect, while I was known far and wide as his missus, the woman he treasured above anyone or anything. One year, when I left the country because of a family emergency, I learned that he even started seeing a therapist due to separation anxiety. Everyone said that Terrence loved me more than life itself, and I had believed it too, wholeheartedly. Until I stood on our balcony, watching him tightly embracing another woman in the villa next door. "Even though Tanya is back, the very thought of losing you makes me lose control… I can't live without you, Mia… "If any other men ever appear by your side, I might just end up killing them…" His voice was a low rumble, tinged with a sort of unconscious madness. "B-But what about your wife? Didn't you say that she means more to you than your own life?" "Well, we just have to keep this hidden better, don't we? I want to always be with you…" My hand trembled, and I accidentally cut my hand with the fruit knife I was holding, but I felt no pain at all. To think that just one year apart was enough to shatter thirty years of love and mutual support… With trembling hands, I picked up my phone and called my mother. "Mom, I'm feeling homesick… Can you get me a new identity and a one-way ticket out of the country?"
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Dropped from Heaven Chapter 10
From that day on, Terrence disappeared from the balcony across the street.The man who knelt on the cobblestone path that night disappeared along with his desolate cries, as if he was consumed by the night.In the apartment, I held a cold pack to Steven's swollen cheek. He hissed from the sting, ocean-blue eyes filled with confusion. Every now and then, he glanced at me, then at the door.After a long silence, he tried to find the words he'd learned from his dictionary, stringing them together."Serena, did he get… What's it called… Vanquished? Decimated?"I couldn't help but laugh, the last vestiges of heaviness in my heart scattered."Something like that," I replied, nonchalant. "He wasn't anyone important."He nodded as if he understood, and didn't press further.He took the hand I'd been using to ice his cheek and brought it gently to his lips, pressing a warm, quiet kiss upon it.A while after that, the world was quiet and peaceful—no more fervent gazes, no more figures b
Dropped from Heaven Chapter 9
Terrence bought an apartment right across from my shop, and he started standing on the balcony, looking down at my window from dawn till dusk.Steven had once joked that he was probably a performance artist.I didn't reply, only silently drawing the curtains.At that point, Terrence had already gone crazy, throwing every clumsy, desperate, and honestly brutish tactic at me, trying to bulldoze his way back into my life.That evening, Steven was walking me home. The streetlights cast a warm, dim glow over us, stretching our shadows long across the cobblestone.He muttered the entire way, and he finally stopped walking and cleared his throat, his expression so solemn one would think he was making a sacred vow."Serena, I learned a saying, ah… Come hell or high water, I would go… For you…"His azure irises were filled with sincerity, and though he was so clumsy that I almost laughed, I couldn't help but feel the warmth in my heart.Just as I was about to reply, a shadow barrelled o
Dropped from Heaven Chapter 8
In the next six weeks, Terrence practically became a fixture at the entrance of my workshop. He no longer tried to come in, only appearing at exactly the same time every morning like clockwork, leaning on the stone wall across the street from morning until closing time.Every day, he looked more and more haggard.At first, he sent me things.On the first day, he filled the entire alleyway with 999 champagne roses, which were promptly cleared by the cleaning staff, thinking it was just garbage left by tourists.The next day, he delivered a set of Van Cleef & Arpels to my workshop, and I only asked the deliveryman to send it back whence it came, not even opening the box.After that, he stopped giving me gifts, only standing there like a statue every day.As if it was some sort of self-inflicted punishment.Even the owner of a cafe in the alleyway came to recognize him, and she'd sometimes ask, "Serena, is that handsome man waiting for you?"In response, I'd only stir the espres
Dropped from Heaven Chapter 7
That afternoon, the sun in Florentine was just right. The antiques shop was perfectly quiet and serene, with only the minuscule sounds being made from the repair work being done at the work table.When the windchimes rang, I didn't even raise my head."Sorry, we aren't taking any more orders today."The footsteps didn't leave, only coming closer and stopping right in front of my table.A shadow cast itself over me, bringing with it the familiar scent of tobacco.My tweezers froze in the air for a moment before I put it down slowly, and raised my head.The man who had just arrived was wearing an expensive, custom-made suit, yet it was almost completely wrinkled.Chin stubbled, eyes bloodshot and haggard beyond belief was a face that I'd etched into my memory.It was Terrence.He seemed even more tired and exhausted than he did in the magazine, as if every last bit of vitality had been sucked out of his being, leaving behind an empty husk."Miss Serena."His voice was dreadful
Dropped from Heaven Chapter 6
Two years later, Florentine, Valentia.On the south bank of the Arnos River, my antique clock repair studio sits tucked away in a quiet cobblestone alley rarely touched by tourists.The name of the shop was named Serenity, after my new name, Serena Florence.Sunlight filtered into the room through the wooden blinds, scattering golden flecks of light in the air. Under the light of a lamp, I was carefully repairing an 18th-century Breguet pocketwatch.The windchime attached to the door clinked softly, and Steven Jones, the gallery director, walked in with a paper bag in one hand."Today's croissants, Serena. Straight out of the oven."He placed the bag on my workbench, and a rich, buttery fragrance immediately filled the room.Steven was a passionate Valentian who had been learning English in an attempt to woo me, though he never quite got pronunciation right."Your hands are a gift from the heavens!"And so, he started his daily ritual of praising me in a new way every day, his
Dropped from Heaven Chapter 5
Mia leaned into Terrence's arms, her cheeks flushed pink as she traced lazy circles across his chest."Terrence, that woman won't ever bother us again, right…?"Her voice was soft and stickly-sweet, tinged with the smugness of someone who had just won a battle.Terrence didn't respond, his thoughts flitting to the ward next door. Somehow, he felt empty, and his heart sank heavily like it was missing a piece.Not noticing his state of mind, Mia continued, "You should have seen the way she looked at me! She was terrifying, so thank goodness you…""Shut up!"Terrence shook her arm off him, suddenly feeling like her voice was shrill to his ears.Mia, understandably, was stunned, and her eyes immediately welled up with tears."T-Terrence?"Without even looking at her again, he stood up and walked out of her hospital ward quickly. The hallways were lit with bright, white lighting, and as he walked, the anxiety in his heart grew.He walked faster and faster, almost breaking into a r
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