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Second Lead in My Own Love Story Chapter 9
Days passed. And on day twenty-one, I gave the flowers he sent to the cleaning staff to throw away.The messages he sent—I didn't reply to a single one.The calls he made—I blocked them all.Little by little, his confidence wore away. The light in his eyes faded day by day, replaced by a thicker, heavier despair.He finally understood that some things, once broken, could never be put back together again.The day the divorce waiting period ended was clear and sunny.Luke drove to pick me up. He was wearing the same white shirt he had on the day we first registered our marriage, his hair neatly styled. It almost looked like he wasn't heading to a divorce—but to a wedding.The entire drive, we said nothing.When the car stopped in front of the courthouse, Luke turned off the engine but didn't get out right away.After a long silence, he finally spoke, his voice hoarse."Avery… is there really… not even a single chance left?"I looked at the bright sunlight outside the window an
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Luke posted a photo publicly on his social media feed—our marriage certificate.The caption had only four words: [It's always been you.]That post landed like a hard, brutal slap across Sarah's face.She lost it, calling Luke over and over, demanding to know what he meant—whether he really intended to cement her reputation as the "other woman" just for my sake.Luke didn't respond.Instead, he immediately posted a long statement in the high school class group chat.Luke: [Hey guys, I'm sorry for taking up public attention with my personal issues. There are a few things I need to clear up here.]Luke: [First, Avery and I have been together since freshman year of high school. We've been married for five years, and our relationship has always been stable and loving.]Luke: [Second, what happened at last night's party was a complete misunderstanding caused by my poor handling of the situation, which put my wife through unnecessary pain.]Luke: [Third, I love my wife, Avery. The on
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Below the video was the same "holding hands photo" that Sarah had posted in the class group chat the night before.The influencer paired it with overly dramatic, sensationalized text, spinning a touching story about a "valedictorian who waited ten years for his first love and finally reunited with her."At first, the comment section was flooded with blessings and envy.[OMG, what kind of fairy tale love is this?! I believe in love again!][From high school sweethearts to happily ever after—this is too perfect!][He's so handsome, she's so gorgeous—absolutely a match made in heaven!]Sarah even jumped in herself, replying from her own account: [Thank you all for the blessings. We will be happy.] Clearly, she had no hesitation in casting herself as the heroine.Netizens got even more excited, praising them as the perfect model of a campus romance.But soon, as the video spread further and wider, an unexpected twist began to emerge.One comment caught everyone's attention.[Wa
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But now, all Luke felt was annoyance.His mind was filled with the icy look in my eyes when I left—and that one sentence: Let's get a divorce.Just as he was about to refuse coldly, another message popped up in the high school class group chat.It was from me.Under the photo that had just set the whole group on fire, I calmly replied: [Congratulations.]No anger. No interrogation. Not even a hint of emotion.It read like a polite blessing from a stranger watching two unrelated people from a distance.Luke stared at the message. Something in his chest clenched violently, as if an invisible hand had reached in and squeezed his heart.The pain made it hard to breathe.Suddenly, memories came flooding back, unstoppable.He remembered freshman year of high school—me with a ponytail, cheeks flushed, slipping breakfast milk into his desk.He had a weak stomach. Every morning, I showed up half an hour early just to wait in line at the cafeteria for a bowl of warm soup for him.He
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I sent a message to my lawyer and set up a meeting at the law firm for ten the next morning to go over the divorce details.After getting all of that done, I felt lighter than I ever had before.Meanwhile, Luke was still sitting frozen in what used to be our home.He stared at the half-empty box of odds and ends I hadn't had time to pack, at the mug I used every day, at the throw pillow I'd left on the couch.Over and over, my resolute expression as I walked away replayed in his mind.A crushing wave of panic washed over him.He knew that this time, I wasn't just angry.No. Not angry.Disappointed. Completely and utterly done with him.He took out his phone, wanting to call me, beg me to come back, tell me he was wrong.Just then, the screen lit up with a notification from our high school class group chat.It was Sarah.She had posted a photo.In the picture, she was sitting in the passenger seat, smiling at the camera and flashing a peace sign.But the most eye-catching
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It was the first time he had ever called me by my full name like that. The urgency and accusation in his voice made it sound like I had committed some unforgivable crime.I froze for a second, and then a wave of utter absurdity washed over me.In front of all our former classmates, he had casually claimed he had no idea where I got that matching bracelet.And now, with just the two of us, it had suddenly become the bracelet he gave me.I looked at him calmly and answered."I cut it.""What?" Luke looked like he hadn't heard me right. His face was full of shock and disbelief. "What did you say? Say it again!""I said I cut it apart and threw it away." My tone was flat, as if I were talking about something completely meaningless. "With scissors. One clean snip."The color drained from Luke's face instantly.He let go of my hand and stumbled back a step, as if my words had sucked every bit of strength out of him."W-Why would you take it off?" His voice was shaking. "That was ou
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