Mag-log inFelix didn’t say a word. He just tilted his umbrella slightly toward me.“That year, at the Black family’s annual banquet, I ran to look for you at the last minute, asking you to play that little act for me, and you agreed without questioning me,” I said.Raindrops tapped against the umbrella softly.“Weren’t you afraid I would use you? Afraid I might get broken off from the engagement and run back to him?”He was silent for a moment before he spoke, “I was.”“Yet you agreed?”He looked at the gray, misty sky ahead and said, “Because you came to me. I had waited for you for twenty-two years, and that was the first time you came to me.”I froze.“You came to our home when you were seven, wearing a pink dress, your hair in two braids, chasing butterflies in the yard. I hid on the stairs, watching you, thinking you were so beautiful.“When you got engaged to Gabriel at eighteen, I spent the whole night alone in my room. Then, I bought an apartment near your school. When my mom as
That night, I worked late. By the time I left the office, it was eleven at night. Felix had some last-minute business and told me he’d be late picking me up, so I could wait in the office. However, I told him it was fine and that I could drive myself. Outside, the rain poured down in sheets. I opened my umbrella and hurried toward the parking lot. The raindrops hammered against the fabric with a deafening pitter-patter, drowning out everything else.When I reached my car and just pulled out the keys, someone suddenly lunged at me from behind.“Erin!”I turned around and saw Whitney standing in the rain. Her hair was plastered to her face, tangled and wet, and she looked like she had just been dragged out of water. In her hand, she held a fruit knife. The blade caught the streetlight, flashing cold and sharp.“Erin, you ruined me!” she yelled, stepping forward. “My dad saw the news and has been hospitalized from the shock. Now the whole internet is tearing me apart! I’ve lost ever
On the weekend, Felix and I went to the mall to pick out favors for our engagement reception. The mall was crowded, but I linked my arm with his and enjoyed the casual rhythm of the day. Everything seemed normal until we reached the atrium, and I felt someone staring at me.At first, it was just a few people whose eyes scanned my face before they whispered to each other. However, as we moved forward, the number of people grew. Those gazes felt sharp, like needles pricking at me. A little uneasy, I quickened my pace. When we reached the center of the atrium, I froze. A crowd had formed on all sides. From the middle came the sound of someone crying.“I had no idea he had a fiancée. He never told me… Later, I found out and wanted to back out, but she kept pressuring me everywhere. I lost my company, my dad ended up in the hospital, and now I have nothing left…”That voice sounded familiar.I pushed my way through the crowd, and sure enough, there was Whitney. She stood at the café e
Two months later, I received a wedding invitation. It was Gabriel’s, but the bride’s name wasn’t Whitney; it was someone I’d never heard of, Lindsey Rochester.Where was Whitney? I was a little surprised.Felix, standing beside me, said, “I heard it was an arranged marriage by the Black family. The Rochester family is in the industry, and the alliance benefits the Blacks.”I set the invitation down and said, “Oh.”“Will you go?” he asked.“No.”He smiled but didn’t say anything more.Gabriel’s wedding was grand. The news was everywhere, with headlines screaming, “Son of the Black Family Marries!”I didn’t click to see the details, but scrolling through my phone, I still saw the photos. He was in a black suit, standing next to a woman in a white gown and a soft smile. Looking at that photo, I was reminded of the way he used to smile at me.Three months later, Felix and I attended a business cocktail party together. The moment we walked in, I saw Gabriel and Lindsey. Lindsey w
Richard’s face instantly turned livid.At that moment, the study door opened. Susan stood in the doorway, holding a tea tray in her hands, her face pale. The three of them froze where they stood.Eventually, Susan set the tray down quietly. She didn’t say a single word before turning around and leaving. The door closed softly behind her, but somehow, that quiet click hurt more than if it had been slammed.Richard stood there for a few seconds, stunned. Then suddenly, he raised his hand and slapped Gabriel across the face. The sharp sound echoed through the room. Gabriel’s head snapped to the side, a thin line of blood appearing at the corner of his mouth.Slowly, he turned back and wiped the blood from his lip.“I’ll remember that slap,” he said.With that, he turned and walked out the door.He drove to the river and sat alone in his car until dawn. Across the water, the city lights flickered, reflecting in the dark current like another world entirely, and he started thinking ab
Gabriel immediately charged forward. I didn’t even have time to react. All I saw was a blur rush past me from the side.The next second, Gabriel’s fist slammed straight into Felix’s face. Felix staggered back a step, blood immediately seeping from the corner of his mouth. However, he swung back just as fast, his punch landing squarely on Gabriel’s cheekbone.The two of them started brawling right there in the middle of the ballroom.“Stop fighting!” someone screamed.“Pull them apart!”The sharp crash of breaking glasses, the sound of a tablecloth being yanked off a table, women shrieking, men shouting orders—everything blended into chaos.The crowd shoved me backward a couple of steps. All I could do was watch as Gabriel, looking completely unhinged, threw punch after punch at Felix’s face. His eyes were red.Finally, I shook off the people holding me back and rushed forward, throwing myself in front of Felix.“Enough!” My voice came out so loud that even I startled myself.G







