After taking care of my parents' funeral arrangements, I finally gave up on Imogen Steele. I'd loved her for seven years, but she had never once told me, "I love you".I knew that, to her, I could never compare to her first love, Callum Grant. All it took was one phone call from him, and no matter how far away she was, she'd drop everything and rush to his side. In the past, I'd humiliated myself countless times, even getting down on my knees and begging her to come home. But she never budged.This time, I simply couldn't love her anymore. …When I returned home, I found that Imogen had already come back. She was sitting on the couch, her brow tightly furrowed as she stared at me in silence. I didn't even spare her a glance and simply continued packing my things. I didn't touch a single one of her belongings or leave a single thing of mine behind. If I'd decided to leave, then I was going to do it cleanly. The moment Imogen saw my luggage, her expression darkened."What
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