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Who Is This Guy Calling Himself My Boyfriend?

Who Is This Guy Calling Himself My Boyfriend?

Histoires courtes · Romance
Par:  Beneficial ShadowComplété
Langue: English
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Karma

Independence

Tragic Love

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I've gotten into an accident. When my childhood friend, Jason Patel, drops by to visit me, I feel like pulling a prank on him all of a sudden. So, I ask, "Who are you? I've lost my memory." He's left feeling stunned for a moment before he reveals the fake smile that he often wears whenever he pulls pranks on others. "I'm your boyfriend, Jason Patel." My heart begins pounding wildly in my chest. I decide to go along with this little prank. That summer of us playing pretend has to be the happiest time of my life. But when Giselle Ford returns to our lives, Jason immediately clears the air between us. It turns out that he and Giselle have had a crush on each other during their high school days. Unfortunately, they missed the chance to date each other. What am I to them, then? So, I can only grant their wish of wanting to stay together. That's why I laugh and call Jason out for being an idiot because he can't even tell that I faked my memory loss. Unexpectedly, I get into another accident some time later. When I wake up, I ask Jason who he is again. Impatience flickers across his expression. "Don't you feel lame for using the same trick twice?" What he doesn't know is that I've truly lost my memory this time.

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Chapitre 1

Chapter 1

At Giselle Ford's welcome party, Jason Patel made his position unmistakably clear as he tried to distance himself from me.

"Winter was in a car accident and lost her memory. I was just teasing her. How could I possibly be dating her for real?"

As I watched him panic, my heart felt even more sour than the lemonade I had made for him these past few days. It felt like he had gripped my heart and twisted it until all the bitterness was squeezed out, yet even that was not enough for him.

No one knew that I had known Jason for 15 years, or that I had loved him for just as long. I kept that secret tightly hidden, buried deep where no one could see it. Two months ago, after I was in a car accident, I claimed I had lost my memory. At first, it was only meant as a small prank.

I had tilted my head and asked who he was in the most foolish tone imaginable. I never expected him to say he was my boyfriend. The moment those words left his mouth, my heart began to race, followed by an overwhelming rush of joy. I immediately abandoned the idea of pranking him. Instead, I pretended to believe him and obediently went home with him.

I didn't know why Jason had claimed to be my boyfriend that day, nor why he spent that summer acting like the perfect partner, staying by my side through everything I loved.

I thought our relationship had finally moved beyond being childhood friends. I thought we were genuinely in love. I even regretted that my fake amnesia had tainted something that should have been pure.

Just as I was about to confess the truth and begin a fresh start with Jason, Giselle came back. That was when I realized she was the one he truly loved.

I had loved Jason for 15 years, and for five of those, he had loved Giselle. He liked her, yet he feared he was unworthy of the goddess he adored and kept silent. When she went abroad, he buried his feelings, just as I had always buried mine for him.

"You coward. No wonder you've let all these years slip away," I thought bitterly, unable to tell if the blame was his or mine.

I had never seen Jason so tense, laying himself bare in front of everyone with no hope of winning, as if waiting to be judged.

The other guests stayed silent, watching him closely. I cursed him silently, then sighed. It didn't matter. I had planned to confess after tonight's gathering anyway.

Being a few months older, I had always been the one to take the fall for him since childhood. This would be the last time I did.
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Chapter 1
At Giselle Ford's welcome party, Jason Patel made his position unmistakably clear as he tried to distance himself from me. "Winter was in a car accident and lost her memory. I was just teasing her. How could I possibly be dating her for real?"As I watched him panic, my heart felt even more sour than the lemonade I had made for him these past few days. It felt like he had gripped my heart and twisted it until all the bitterness was squeezed out, yet even that was not enough for him.No one knew that I had known Jason for 15 years, or that I had loved him for just as long. I kept that secret tightly hidden, buried deep where no one could see it. Two months ago, after I was in a car accident, I claimed I had lost my memory. At first, it was only meant as a small prank.I had tilted my head and asked who he was in the most foolish tone imaginable. I never expected him to say he was my boyfriend. The moment those words left his mouth, my heart began to race, followed by an overwhelmin
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Chapter 2
Giselle's expression remained skeptical, as if she refused to believe a word Jason said. I stood up, intending to explain everything, but Jason couldn't wait. He grabbed my hand and pulled me toward him. "Winter, I lied. I'm not your boyfriend. Just ask your parents if you don't believe me," he said, looking almost remorseful. "Just tell Giselle—nothing happened between us over the past two months."However, that hint of remorse was nothing compared to how Giselle saw him.Was it really true that nothing had happened?The Jason who had always argued with me, who mocked me the moment we met, and who had only ever seen me as a childhood friend, like a brother, had been completely different over the past two months.No matter what I said or did, he always complied. I felt dizzy, yet he was even more anxious than I was, worried it might be an aftereffect of the accident. For the first time, I spoke gently, like a girl in love, and he responded in a tender tone I had never known from
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Chapter 3
Jason had finally gotten what he wanted and was as deliriously happy as a mad dog. He posted endless sweet couple photos on social media.Giselle made him look far better than he did in real life. It was a complete contrast to the old days with me, when he would boss me around to take his photos, always stuck in the same stiff, victorious poses.Lately, his photos were filled with silly, relaxed smiles, seemingly influenced by Giselle's cheerful spirit. In each one, he grinned broadly, as if to say, "I've never been happier."In his most recent post, Jason and Giselle were wearing matching rings. "Guys, don't invite me to hangouts anymore. I'm focusing on my career. I want to give Giselle the future she deserves."After seeing that, I blocked him. Jason had always struggled with commitment. After graduating, he flitted from one company to another. He couldn't handle the pressure of a big corporation, and the pay at smaller companies never impressed him. I had followed him through
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Chapter 4
That one message threw my mind into chaos. Distracted, I pricked my finger on a rose thorn I had been trimming, and blood immediately welled up.The sharp pain brought me back to reality. I couldn't bear to look at my phone, so I hurried to clean the wound. When I returned, the phone was still buzzing nonstop with messages from Susan."It's because Felicity got rejected that she kept messing with you afterward. To deal with the mess, Jason worked late every night for a week, often until dawn. Didn't you know?"She added, "I've gone and said too much. Don't let anyone know it was me! Thanks for the flowers!"I stared at the phone, lost in thought. Could that really be true? I only remembered that last year, there was a period when Jason had indeed worked extra shifts for several days.During that time, he broke his usual habit of leaving the office with me. Every day, he insisted I go home first because he had to work late. I couldn't leave him on his own, so I went down for some i
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Chapter 5
I remembered every detail, even the warmth of Jason's cheek, as if it were still pressed against my fingers. Yet Susan said he stayed late because Felicity had made things difficult for me.Why hadn't he told me? And why had he secretly dealt with all those problems without a word?A ridiculous thought wormed its way into my head. Could it be that he had once liked me as well?Before I could get lost in such daydreams, a new delivery order popped up. I recognized the number immediately—it was Jason.It was the same number we had chosen together, differing only in the last two digits.The pink fantasy I had been spinning was abruptly shattered by reality. I took a deep breath and splashed cold water on my face twice.Once I had calmed down, I checked the order notes. "Please put this on the card: 'Giselle, happy 100 days together, and to many more years with you.'"It was so cheesy that I almost felt like scribbling something ridiculous on the card just to mess with it.At worst
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Chapter 6
The moment doubt was planted, I found myself obsessively revisiting memories I had overlooked. I unblocked Jason and scrolled through his feed, imagining things that may have never existed. In one vlog with Giselle, the wind blew, and he reached out instinctively to tuck her hair behind her ear. He stopped, then withdrew his hand, realizing that Giselle had returned with a fresh, daring short hairstyle.I was the girl whose hair Jason used to lift so often. After hearing him say, "Your hair has grown out beautifully," I kept it long for years.On the eve of Giselle's return, Jason posted, "Leave my beloved in peace and let her heart lead her to me."At that time, we were still playing the "pretend couple" game. I naturally assumed this was his way of expressing feelings he couldn't say out loud, so I silently liked the post. I thought it would let him know how I felt.The plan I had carefully designed to confess my impure feelings for Jason over the past decade crumbled the nex
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Chapter 7
Felicity had just moved, which gave me a perfectly natural reason to stop by."I saw on social media that you moved recently. I opened a flower shop not long ago, so I brought this bouquet to congratulate you on your new home."Felicity looked genuinely surprised to see me. "Oh, thank you…"She held the bouquet close, looking both pleased and a little embarrassed.We made some small talk, and just as I was wondering how to bring up the real reason for my visit, Felicity beat me to it. "Honestly, I've been feeling guilty.'"A subtle blush crept across her cheeks. "Back then, I caused you quite a bit of trouble because of Jason."I already knew the story from Susan, but hearing it now still caught me off guard."Why?" I asked.Felicity stirred her coffee absentmindedly, recalling the past. "I liked Jason. You were always kind and helpful, and maybe that's why it never occurred to you. I was jealous that you were his girlfriend, so I ended up doing some awful things."It matched
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Chapter 8
I woke up three days later.Tears welled in Mom's eyes while she clutched my hand, murmuring again and again, "You're awake. Thank God you're awake."My head was wrapped tightly in layers of gauze. For some reason, a strange thought drifted through my mind. I really did live up to my name, looking like someone wrapped against the chill of winter from head to toe.When my parents pressed me for answers, all I could recall was that I had been in a car accident. I couldn't remember why I had failed to avoid it. The moment I tried to dig deeper, a stabbing, needle-sharp pain shot through my head, forcing me to give up. I resigned myself to the treatment, took my medication, and stopped straining to recall.Just as the doctor lifted my eyelids to check my pupils, a man rushed into the hospital room."Winter!"He had a scruffy beard, and his clothes were as wrinkled as last week's laundry.I frowned."Jason? Didn't I tell you to go home and get some rest?" Mom asked, seemingly reco
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Chapter 9
It seemed I had lost my memory.The doctor said that since I had been in two car accidents within six months, both involving head trauma, memory loss was normal. What puzzled everyone was that I remembered every person and every event except for one man—Jason Patel, who was apparently my childhood friend.Even though I had forgotten him, I felt an instinctive resistance toward him. Whenever Jason came close, I couldn't help feeling tense. I figured our relationship probably hadn't been that good before, and yet he had given up something as important as a proposal just because he heard I had been in a car accident. Perhaps he was worried that if he stayed away and something went wrong, the blame from both sides would fall squarely on him.As I thought it over, a pang of guilt settled in. I studied Jason's face and offered a careful apology. "I'm sorry for holding up such an important moment in your life. If you want, you can try proposing again. I can cover the cost of setting ever
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Chapter 10
Weirdo Jason always lost his temper over the smallest things I did. When he pushed me outside to get some sun, the wind kept tangling my hair, and it drove me crazy.As I reached to pull my hair up, a man's hand suddenly shot into my line of sight. I flinched, jerking my head sharply to the side to dodge it."I've twisted it! It hurts… Mom!"Even the slightest movement of my head sent sharp pain down my neck, and my eyes welled with tears.As I tilted my head, I saw Jason awkwardly withdraw his hand. For the next few days, I had to endure scolding from both him and my parents. I had barely recovered from the head injury, and now my neck was twisted as well."Can you stop putting your poor little life through so much trouble?" Mom said, glaring at me as if I were hopeless. Dad nodded in agreement.Jason suddenly piped up from the side. "Mrs. Beckett, this is all my fault.""What does this have to do with you, Jason?" Mom asked, taken aback.He refused to elaborate. A wave of
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