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30. Secrets and Lies

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last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-06-25 06:40:05

Albert

I wasn’t sure when he stood up. One moment I was halfway across Edward’s living room, body tense and mind screaming at me to leave, to run, before I did something I would regret. The next, I was frozen in place, holding a small, timeworn photo in my trembling fingers. My image smiled up at me from the glossy paper. I couldn’t have been older than sixteen.

It wasn’t just the photo itself that stopped me. It was the fact that it was here, in Edward’s house.

Why?

I didn’t remember this one being taken. Maybe it had been during one of those long summer days, when I had lounged on our back porch with a book, casting glances at the neighbor next door who never seemed to look back. I would sit there barefoot, reading cheap romance novels with predictable endings, wondering what it would be like to be the person Edward loved. The person he would choose.

I had always hoped that Edward would choose me. Even then. But Edward never did. He chose my brother instead.

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