Chapter 4

Sylvia's POV

The next day, I noticed that the door of the study was ajar when I dragged my suitcase past it.

Aiden's muffled chuckles came from within.

There was a video call running on his computer screen.

Natalia was wearing a nightdress. She leaned against the headboard while holding a wedding speech.

"This part sounds so formal, Aiden," she said. "Thank you for your companionship for the last seven years, Sylvia."

She laughed before continuing, "You sound like a leader making a speech."

Aiden also laughed, saying, "I'm not good at writing these things."

Natalia propped her chin on her hand and looked at him. "You can write something like 'You make me feel at ease like a spring day'. Isn't that more romantic?"

Aiden fell silent for a few seconds before saying in a low voice, "That fits you more."

It was quiet on the other side of the screen.

"Are you sure that you want to write that for her then?" Natalia asked softly.

Aiden didn't answer her immediately. A long time passed before he finally said, "It doesn't matter who I read it to during the wedding. I can just pretend that I'm reading it to you."

I felt as if something just sliced my heart as I stood outside the door.

I had written three pages for my wedding speech, modifying it over and over again. In the end, I deleted the parts that were too sentimental, only leaving my heartfelt thoughts.

I once asked Aiden, "Do you want to write our vows together?"

"There's no need for this type of formality," he answered.

It turned out that it wasn't that there was no need. It was just that he didn't need to do it with me.

Natalia suddenly moved closer to the screen. She chuckled softly and murmured, "Come closer."

Aiden frowned. "What do you want?"

Natalia didn't answer. She simply pressed her lips against the camera lens as if she was giving him a ridiculous but flirtatious kiss.

Aiden didn't move away. He remained silent for a few seconds before letting out a sigh.

"Don't do that anymore, Natalia. I'm getting married soon."

Natalia looked down.

"I know," she said, sounding upset. "That's why I wanted to be stubborn one last time before you get married."

Aiden didn't speak out again. However, his silence felt like a sort of acceptance.

My fingertips felt cold.

If Aiden truly felt that Natalia had crossed a line, why didn't he hang up immediately after what she did?

Natalia swiftly looked through the concept photos of the wedding photo wall.

"Do you have to include the romantic photos of you and Sylvia for the wedding? I'm worried that I'm going to get upset if I see photos of the two of you being happy in the past."

Aiden fell silent for a few seconds as he looked at the screen. In the end, he said, "Let's delete them then. Sylvia's very understanding anyway. She won't mind."

My eyes stung terribly.

The photo wall was the one part of the wedding that I wanted to retain the most. The photos included the first time we saw snow in the last seven years, and the first time he shielded me from the rain during a vacation. He also personally made a cake for me for my birthday.

I spent a long time selecting each photo because I believed that they were proof of our love.

However, Aiden removed the photos without any hesitation even though they were moments I had cherished for the last seven years. He was willing to do it just because Natalia said that she would be upset.

It turned out that when a person was drowning in the pits of despair, their heart would stop hurting. Instead, the pain would gradually turn into a numb sensation that spread through their entire body.

I calmly turned around, dragging my suitcase along with me.

Just then, my phone lit up.

I had just received a message from the wedding planner.

"Ms. Johnson, Mr. Ramsey just confirmed that he wants to remove the photo wall. Also, he asked Ms. Williams to modify his wedding speech. Are you sure that you want to cancel the wedding?"

A smile broke across my face as I looked at the message. "I'm sure," I replied.

The morning breeze blew past me from the end of the hallway.

I continued making my way outside, one step at a time, dragging my suitcase with me.

Aiden had removed the photo wall that contained seven years' worth of memories with a single sentence.

It was why I was going to leave him behind even though we had been together for seven years.

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Third-Person POV

While Sylvia was about to board the plane, Aiden finally received a message from the wedding planner, informing him that the wedding had been cancelled.

He immediately called the wedding planner and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

The wedding planner was even more shocked than Aiden.

"Ms. Johnson personally called off the wedding. She said that she's moving to Frostbelt for work. She probably won't be coming back anymore. Didn't she tell you, Mr. Ramsey?"