Lahat ng Kabanata ng I Shared My World, He Shared an Algorithm: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

I couldn't be bothered arguing with Edwin anymore. I went straight back to the bedroom and went to sleep. It was my day off, so I slept in.Before I had even opened my eyes, I heard laughter and playful banter coming from the living room. The two people who were talking didn't even bother keeping their voices down.I opened the bedroom door and saw Edwin still by the entryway, changing out his running shoes. His hair was damp with sweat, and the zipper of his running jacket was half down.He had two bags of breakfast with him.Melissa was right behind him, her cheeks flushed as she remarked with a laugh, "I almost couldn't finish the run today."Edwin grinned at her, retorting, "It's your fault for staying up late last night. We'll just cut our run by half a lap tomorrow."During the second year of my relationship with Edwin, I suggested that we take walks around the neighborhood after dinner.He said he didn't have time for that. After I brought it up a few more times, he told

Edwin and I had been together for five years now. Even though I'd unilaterally called off the wedding, I still thought it was only right for me to tell him about it in person. It would at least serve as a proper and respectable ending to this pathetic excuse of a relationship.But when I woke up the next morning, Edwin wasn't in the house. For once, though, he'd actually sent me a message."Mellie wants to spend the day at the newly opened hot springs resort. I'll accompany her for a while and come back to the house this afternoon."I stared at the message for a long time before replying, "Didn't I tell you last night that I needed to tell you something?"A response came right away. "Don't make such a big deal out of it."That was all I needed to know that it was the AI program, not Edwin himself, that was responding to my messages again.I didn't bother answering. Instead, I got out of bed and started packing my things. There really wasn't much to pack anyway. Despite having liv

Edwin went silent. To him, I was still the same pushover who'd spent five years loving him and giving in to him. He figured I only called off the wedding just to force him to back down and appease me.That was the reason for his anger—he thought he'd been played and was humiliated by the situation.It had never crossed his mind that I truly didn't want him anymore."You don't need to worry about reassuring the guests. I've already prepared an explanation for all of you," I said.Edwin grew wary. "What do you mean by that?"I ended the call without answering. Then, I went on Instagram and uploaded the post I'd already drafted in advance.It wasn't a long speech, just three screenshots and a short caption.The first picture showed the AI program on Edwin's computer. The second was a screenshot of his chat history with Melissa.She'd asked, "Won't Christine mind that you're spending the day before your wedding at the hot springs resort with me?"His reply was, "She won't make a f

Three days later, I got a message on my old phone from a number I didn't recognize.It was Melissa."Hey, Christine. It's me. I know you're very angry right now, but I felt like there were some things I needed to clarify with you."Eddie and I are nothing more than childhood friends to each other. Perhaps you didn't know about it, but he used to get bullied by the other kids when we were little. I was the one who protected him. I was also the one who kept him company whenever his parents fought. What we have goes way beyond just plain romance."He only takes care of me and treats me well out of habit and the gratitude he feels for me. You're the one he wants to marry, and that has never changed."Just come back, Christine. Eddie hasn't been doing too well lately. He keeps spacing out. He's just being stubborn. I know he loves you. He wants to marry you. I'm just the sister that he's used to spoiling rotten."I stared at the screen and read every word without feeling the least bit

Edwin stayed in Crestshire for a week. Throughout the entire time, he stubbornly did everything he'd once done for Melissa, only this time, it was for me.In the morning, I'd find a warm breakfast on my doorstep. Once, it was a breakfast burrito from the famous diner across the city. Then, there was a selection of fresh pastries that looked too good to eat. Something new showed up every day.In the evenings, if the sky looked even slightly overcast, an unopened umbrella would be hanging on my door handle.When I left the office late at night after working overtime, I would always spot him standing on the corner of the road, under the streetlight. He would quietly tail me, ensuring that I got home safely.However, these gestures that would've once filled me with envy now made me feel tired and numb.On the evening of the seventh day, I stopped him at the entrance of my neighborhood."Go home," I said. "Stop doing these things.""Christine, I just want to—""You want to make it u