MasukWhen the coach doors closed, Charlotte chased after it for a few steps.Lyra ran after it too.But in the end, the coach still drove away.I sat by the window and never looked back.The distance between us grew farther and farther.I lowered my head and opened the cuff link box. The silver cuff links were still there, but one of them had a tiny scratch on it. I gently touched it with my finger.My heart still hurt. But I could handle it now.After all, everyone must carry some regrets and keep moving forward. As long as I didn't stay in the same place and let the same people hurt me again, I would be okay.By the time I arrived in Southville, it was already nighttime.My new coworker, Isabelle Chapman, came to pick me up.When she saw me carrying my luggage, she immediately walked over to help."You're Mr. George Rayner, right? Welcome to our company. Are you tired from the trip? I bought you a hot chocolate."When she placed the hot chocolate into my hand, I froze for a moment.Isa
I took the earliest coach to Southville.The coach was old. The seats were hard, and cold air leaked in through the windows.But when I sat by the window, I felt more relaxed than I ever had before.Inside my bag was my new job offer.I was about to start working as an administrative manager at a cultural company in Southville. The salary wasn't amazing, but it was enough for me to support myself.More importantly, no one there knew Charlotte or Lyra. No one would tell me to be stronger whenever I was hurt.When the coach left the city, the rain stopped, and sunlight finally broke through the clouds.Looking out the window, I suddenly remembered something Charlotte had asked me a long time ago."George, why are you so easy to make happy?"Back then, she had bought me a cup of hot chocolate, and I was happier than if I had received some priceless gift.I really was easy to satisfy back then.A little kindness, remembering something I said, or simply turning around to look at me once wa
Lyra found the old property manager downstairs from my apartment.I had already ended my lease.The landlord said I left before sunrise, carrying only one suitcase.Lyra stood inside the empty apartment and saw a white shirt still hanging on the balcony, forgotten and never taken down. The wind blew it back and forth.She suddenly remembered how, many years ago, I was always following behind them.Charlotte walked fast, and I would run to catch up.Whenever Lyra couldn't stand watching me fall behind, she would stop and wait for me.Back then, I would smile and tell her, "Lyra, you're the best."Then Connor appeared.He would cry. He was afraid of the dark. He would tremble and say he felt unsafe.So everyone started telling me to give in to Connor, be stronger, and stop arguing with him.Even Lyra said the same thing.She said it so many times that she eventually believed it herself. She believed I truly wouldn't get hurt.The property manager searched through the storage room and f
Backstage at the hotel was complete chaos.Charlotte had everyone search the entire dressing room.Connor had cried so much that his voice was almost gone."Charlotte, I really didn't take them. Why does George keep thinking I did?"Whenever he cried like this before, Charlotte's heart would always soften.But this time, she only stood in front of the makeup mirror and looked at him with cold eyes."I'm asking you one last time. Where are the cuff links?"Connor stopped crying.Lyra frowned. "Charlotte, don't scare him. He's timid."Charlotte suddenly laughed."Timid?"She grabbed the wedding planner's binder from the table and threw it hard into Lyra's chest."Timid enough to turn George's wedding into his own spotlight? Timid enough to wear George's father's keepsake for a video shoot? Timid enough to make George apologize to him backstage?"Lyra's face turned pale as she took a step back."Weren't all those things approved by you?"Charlotte had no answer. Lyra was right. She had a
I turned my phone back on while I was on the way to the cemetery. The moment it powered up, countless messages came in. They were from Charlotte, Lyra, and Sophia.But I didn't open any of them.The driver glanced at me through the rearview mirror."Hey, man, aren't you supposed to be getting married today?"I looked down at the tie in my hands.The sales associate at the bridal shop had run after me yesterday to give it to me. I had planned to throw it away, but in the end, I brought it with me.Because I had picked out that tie myself.I had truly wanted to marry Charlotte. I had even rewritten my wedding vows over and over behind her back.I wanted to say, "I do," as softly as possible because I was afraid my voice would shake.By the time the car stopped at the cemetery entrance, it had started raining again.But I didn't have an umbrella. I didn't have one the night I was 18, and I didn't have one today either.The difference was that this time, I didn't stand there waiting f
As soon as the manager finished speaking, the ring box slipped from Charlotte's hand.The men's wedding band rolled across the floor and bumped against her high heel.Lyra froze too."What did you just say?"The manager was startled by the look on her face and quickly handed her a tablet."Mr. Rayner personally called us at four o'clock this morning and canceled everything. The hotel reception, the wedding decorations, the photography, the videography, the band, the flowers, everything was canceled. He also said that if you didn't agree, you could send the cancellation fee directly to him."Charlotte stared at the screen. My name was clearly listed under the cancellation confirmation. Everything had officially been canceled at 4:17 a.m.Only then did she seem to realize what had happened. She immediately pulled out her phone and called me.But I didn't answer. All she heard was, "The number you have dialed is currently unavailable."Charlotte's face completely darkened."Where did he







