MasukI got into an elite college with my boyfriend, Philip Jewitt—and tossed my acceptance letter in the trash. His mom was dying. He stood in front of me, eyes red. "Stella, she doesn't have time... If she finds out I dropped out to pay for her treatment, it'll destroy her. Please. Help me. I swear I'll treat you right for the rest of my life." Philip got four perfect years on campus. I scraped by, working three jobs. I paid his tuition. Covered his mom's bills. After graduation, he needed startup money. I convinced my parents to mortgage our house. When his company went public, he proposed in front of everyone. I thought all those years finally meant something. But then he heard his one-sided love, Winnie Schell, died in a car crash. He got drunk and shoved me to the floor. "Why wasn't it you? If I didn't feel guilty about you, I would've married her." I clutched my stomach, pregnant, begging through tears. He sneered. "You owe Winnie everything. You really think you deserve my kid?" Then he kicked me—hard—right in the stomach. Pain ripped through me. Blood pooled between my legs. My vision went dark. When I opened my eyes again, I was back—one hour before the college application deadline.
Lihat lebih banyakOnce Luke and I got together, I realized he outworked even me.He got into a grad program overseas a year before I did. The next year, I went there too.That's when it hit me—with the right person, you level up together.With the wrong one, you get dragged straight down.After grad school, we moved back and got married.Post-wedding, we took over a branch of his family's company and pulled solid results.I saw Philip again on a freezing winter night.I'd just wrapped a big client meeting and stepped out of the hotel when nausea hit hard.I rushed to the side entrance by the trash bins and threw up.I straightened, took the water Ava handed me, and noticed a beggar nearby.His hair was matted and filthy. Frostbite and grime covered his face. His torn jacket showed black stuffing inside.He was shoveling down leftovers dumped from the hotel, not even reacting to the noise.Ava pinched her nose. "Ugh, boss, let's go. He smells awful..."The beggar looked up.The second our
Luke stepped in front of me, blocking Philip.He fixed my scarf, then took my hand. "Wanna grab coffee?"I glanced at my roommates across the way, eyes lit up like a live gossip feed, and sighed. "Yeah. Let's go."Under the café lights, Luke watched me—serious, intense. Not like before."Stella." My name, quiet. "You've always known how I feel. You just keep dodging it. But I really like you. From the second I saw you, I knew—you're the only one I'd ever wanna marry."My heart skipped."Sorry I bribed your roommate. She texted me some guy was bothering you—I freaked. Thought I'd lose my shot. So yeah... I had to say it today."He pulled a small pink jewelry box from his coat.Inside—a pink diamond ring."Not long ago, I went shopping with my mom and saw this. Pink diamonds aren't just romance. They mean something rare. Pure. Gentle." His gaze stayed on me. "Like you. No matter what you've been through, there's still light in your eyes. You always know where you're going."He
Next second, Luke's fist slammed into his face."Get lost. If you're this delusional, go get help. Stop harassing my girlfriend."Philip hit the ground. Blood dripped from his nose into the snow, bright red against white.I steadied Luke, told him to wait a little ways off.Then I walked over and looked down at Philip. "You said you want us to go back to how we were?"He looked up at me, eyes lighting up. "Yes, yes... will you forgive me?""You want 'before'? Me scraping every dollar to put you through school? Working three jobs till I dropped? Or 'before' when you killed my child for Winnie?"My voice stayed low, just for him. Every word landed.The color drained from his face.He opened his mouth. Nothing came out.I kept going. "Your regret, your pain, your desperation—that's on you. Your mom died because of your stupidity, your arrogance, your incompetence. You ended up like this because of your own choices. Your own consequences. Don't act like I don't know why you came
"G-Girlfriend?"Philip froze like he got hit with a truck.His eyes locked on Luke's arm around my shoulders. Shock. Then heartbreak. Messy.Luke didn't even look at him. He grabbed my hand, slid his fingers between mine, and laced them tight.His palm was warm, dry—cutting straight through the cold in my fingers.Luke Lancaster was an upperclassman I met through a club. I'd heard his family was the richest in Monteshire. Total campus celebrity.He had that polished, old-money vibe—easy confidence, like everything just came to him.Standing across from him, Philip looked wrecked. Thin. That old gray puffer again. Hair long, greasy, stuck to his scalp.Next to Luke? He looked small. Cheap."No! That's impossible!" Philip shook his head hard, finger trembling as he pointed at me. "Stella, you're doing this on purpose. You found some guy to make me jealous, didn't you? You loved me so much. You'd never betray me. How could you betray me?""Betray?" My voice stayed flat. Cold. "P






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