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Chapter 3

Auteur: Leaf
As I stepped out the door, memories I'd buried for years began to surface.

There was a time when art was my whole world, and my studio felt like a refuge.

But the moment Shelby started painting, Tucker forbade me from picking up a brush.

"Why do you have to copy everything she does?" he snapped.

Heartbroken and frustrated, my mentor left the country, severing every connection with me.

His final words were cold and cutting. "One day, you'll regret this."

Now, I finally understood the weight of that regret.

I soon arrived at the art gallery. The owner greeted me with a delighted smile the moment he saw me.

"Ms. McAllister, at last! I've been searching everywhere for you! Your paintings sold out years ago, and everyone's been asking if you have any new pieces. They love your style!"

I hesitated, and a flicker of hope stirred in my chest. Without warning, a furious voice behind me shattered it completely.

"Willow! Did you actually follow me here?" Tucker snapped. His eyes were bu
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    I raised my head slightly, calmly meeting the eyes of the man whose face had once stirred my heart countless times. But now, Tucker felt like a complete stranger."What's the point of saying all this now, Tucker? When I needed you, you looked the other way. And now that I've finally let go, you want to make amends. It's too late. I don't need you anymore."Pain twisted across Tucker's face. He seemed ready to say more, but I didn't give him the chance. Without looking back, I turned and disappeared into the crowd.…A few days passed.Just before Tucker's flight home, he showed up in front of me once more. His expression was almost desperate."Willow… I'm leaving soon. Please, just see me one last time. That's all I'm asking."I stared at him silently. The proud, indifferent man I once knew now stood before me, broken and without a trace of dignity.There was a time I wished he'd ask me to stay. But now, his words felt like a belated, hollow attempt to make things right.After

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    Under the bright lights of the gallery, I raised my glass, surrounded by the cheerful laughter and heartfelt congratulations of new friends. I was filled with a sense of peace and joy.After years of relentless effort, I'd finally claimed the recognition I deserved. My life felt meaningful and orderly, like a canvas slowly coming to life with color.Without warning, a familiar male voice cut through the lively atmosphere."Willow."I turned to find Tucker's eyes locked on mine.He stood at the edge of the crowd. His face was clouded with hesitation and unease.What was he doing here?The thought flickered through my mind, but I quickly masked it with a faint nod. "Hello, Mr. Davenport. What a surprise."He seemed unsettled by my casual tone. Forcing a smile, he said, "I happened to be in town on a business trip and thought I'd stop by your exhibition. Looks like things are going well for you."I returned a faint smile, feeling nothing but emptiness inside. "Thanks. But I don't

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    Shelby gave Tucker a lazy, irritated look. Her impatience was clear as day.She scoffed before turning back to the man. "Some people are just unbearably annoying. Being with him is pure torture. He always expects me to stay meek and quiet, like he's some kind of big shot."Tucker's fists tightened slowly at his sides, and his eyes flashed with anger. "Shelby, what do you mean by that?"Shelby scoffed once more. She casually swirled the wine in her glass, as if his words meant nothing to her.Taking a sip, she said nonchalantly, "Do I really have to spell it out? Come on, Tucker. Did you honestly think I was with you for love? That's absurd."Tucker stiffened, his face draining of color. His voice grew cold and sharp. "So, what was it for then?"Shelby's smile faded, replaced by a contemptuous stare. "Are you really that clueless, or just afraid to face reality? I stayed for comfort and money. Were you really under the impression that I cared about you?"Tucker's fists loosened.

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    Tucker couldn't stop thinking about all the little things he had ignored. A growing sense of regret settled deep in his chest, intensifying over time.One day, he casually suggested that Shelby try making the kind of soup I used to make for him.Shelby scoffed. "Damn it, Tucker, I'm not your maid. Why do you expect me to do everything? I've had enough."Tucker's heart sank. For the first time, it hit him that Shelby's presence didn't bring the peace he had imagined. Instead, his life had become even more chaotic.On another occasion, Shelby walked into Tucker's office holding a stack of exhibition materials. She smiled brightly as she said in a sweet, almost syrupy tone, "Tucker, my new art show is coming up. This time, the venue and promotion need a serious upgrade, or it'll come across as cheap."She tossed the paperwork onto his desk. Her eyes were brimming with entitlement.Tucker's brow furrowed as he looked up at her. His tone was firm but measured. "Shelby, the company's c

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    On the other end of the line, my friend's voice dropped to a whisper. "You know, Shelby's little tricks had Tucker wrapped around her finger at first, but not anymore."I pressed my lips together, feeling a wave of calm wash over me, as if I were completely detached from it all. I let out a breath and said, "I understand. Thanks for telling me. And hey, when you get the chance, come visit my exhibition overseas."After hanging up, I went to the window of my studio. Looking out, I felt nothing but a quiet release.…Tucker sat in his office with his brow furrowed.Late at night, his phone buzzed, Shelby's name lighting up the screen. He let out a tired sigh before answering, "Hello? What is it?"Shelby's voice came through, laced with frustration. "Tucker, are you still at the office? It's late. Why aren't you home yet? Don't you care about me anymore? Do you even realize how humiliating it was to sit through that dinner by myself tonight?"Tucker rubbed his temples and tried to

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    One day, my phone buzzed with a new post from Tucker's social media. The caption read, "I'm finally free of someone who wasn't right for me. Life feels so much lighter now."Though brief, the message was laden with disdain and indifference. It made me feel like I'd been nothing but a burden—and now, he was openly celebrating his so-called freedom.A moment later, a friend messaged me."Hey Willow, did you see Tucker's post? He's clearly trying to get a reaction. He probably thinks you still care."She sent a resigned emoji.I smiled calmly and replied, "Let him believe that. I stopped caring long ago."Not long after, another notification came through—this one from Shelby's social media.In the photo, she stood arm-in-arm with Tucker, set against the backdrop of her new exhibition's opening night.The caption read, "Thanks to Mr. Davenport's unwavering support, my latest exhibition is a success. I'm so grateful to have you with me."They posed side by side before Shelby's artw

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