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When His Childhood Sweetheart Walked Away Chapter 9
“Serena. It's been a long time.” Bianca stopped beside me.We had crossed paths at family dinners, but never spoken alone.“I used to like Lorenzo,” she said directly. “You knew, didn't you?”I nodded.“We were never together. I admired his intelligence and sense of responsibility, and he enjoyed proving himself around me.” She smiled faintly. “But every emotion he could not control led back to you.“If you did not answer, he checked his phone endlessly. If you went home alone, he stayed at the party but was never truly present. When someone mentioned you, he either defended you at once or went silent. There was no space for me in his heart.”Then she mentioned the record. “I didn't know it was from you. I thought he had chosen it as my birthday gift. When he demanded it back, I finally saw your inscription. If that hurt you, I'm sorry. The apology is years late.”“It wasn't your fault.” She had never been the one who treated my gift carelessly.Across the street, Lorenzo pulled up. Bi
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I remembered the attack when we were ten. At the first gunshot, I pushed Lorenzo behind a stone wall. The car windows shattered in the blast, and when I woke, the world had become blurred light.For weeks, I was afraid to sleep. Lorenzo stayed beside my hospital bed, holding my hand. Once I asked, “If my eyes never heal, will you be my other pair of eyes?”He promised, crying. For years, he kept that promise.The boy beside my hospital bed and the man across the café became one person again. His tenderness had been real. Perhaps he had loved me, even if he could not distinguish love from habit, guilt, and duty.“Knowing what went wrong doesn't take us back,” I told him.Outside the café, he asked quietly, “Will you forgive me?”“I don't know. Not now. I understand why you felt trapped, but your coldness made me question myself for years.“I used to imagine that if the attack had never happened, I could attend nighttime events, go anywhere without planning lighting or routes, and never
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Even after surgery, I could see only his outline in the darkness. But I heard the tremor in his voice.“You asked for space, Lorenzo. You were right. You shouldn't have to build your whole life around me because I protected you when we were ten.”“I never wanted you to disappear. I tried to find you after that night, but you blocked me. By the time I went to your house, you'd left.”I withdrew my hand.“You promised to take me home, and I waited two hours because I was afraid you would return and not find me. You were at the Romano club celebrating Bianca's birthday.“I searched for that record for two weeks. You never even opened it before giving it to her.“At the party, you said you wanted to make plans without considering me. I listened. I removed myself completely. Now you want me back. I don't know what you want.”“You,” he said. The word seemed to shock even him.I smoothed my wrinkled sleeve. “And on senior-photo day, you complained that everyone had already decided your future
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Lakeview was about three hours from home, and my aunt lived nearby, close enough to help if I ever needed her.Before enrollment, I underwent the first corrective procedure on my eyes. It eased my sensitivity to light and sharpened the shapes I could make out at night, though it could not restore ordinary vision. The doctors had warned me that this was close to the best possible outcome. I was not disappointed. At least I had chosen Lakeview for myself, not to follow anyone.I lived in a residence hall. The university mapped accessible routes for me, and the library offered magnifiers and audio materials. At first, I still pretended I could manage everything alone. Then I entered the wrong building and nearly missed an exam. After that, I learned to say, without shame, “I'm sorry, I can't read that sign. Could you point me in the right direction?”No one treated me like a burden. My friends did not cancel an evening bike ride because I could not join them; they simply asked whether I w
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My departure did, in fact, give Lorenzo a summer in which he no longer had to arrange his plans around me.He did not have to check the lighting at every destination before going out, or worry that a gathering might end too late for me to see the way home.But the freedom did not feel the way he had imagined.Whenever he entered a restaurant, he instinctively searched for a seat out of the glare. When the driver opened the car door, he often waited beside it for several seconds, as if expecting someone else to follow. If a glass sat too far from the next place setting, his hand would move to push it closer before he remembered that the seat beside him was empty.He had assumed we were merely fighting. Once the academic year began and we met again at Westbridge, everything would naturally return to normal.He had never imagined I would simply leave.“How could she...” Lorenzo began, then stopped.He had wanted to ask how I could go without telling him. But he quickly remembered that he
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The table erupted in teasing.Underneath it, I clasped my hands together. I did not want Lorenzo to feel cornered, and I was about to answer for him when he spoke first.“Don’t be ridiculous.” His voice was calm, with no deliberate cruelty in it. “Serena and I grew up together. Her father has always worked for my family.”He paused before adding, “Besides, she was injured saving me. Of course I look after her.”The others readily accepted his answer.I was the only one who remained frozen.Until that moment, I had always found excuses for him.When he denied the jokes about us, I told myself he was embarrassed because boys our age hated being teased. When he complained about having to consider me, I told myself he was only tired of our families arranging his life.Even after I overheard him speaking about Westbridge as an obligation, I tried to believe that his resentment was directed at the pressure around us—not at me.“Excuse me.”I left the table and stayed in the restroom until I
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