Broken Love: His Final Goodbye
On Valentine’s Day, my girlfriend Florence Higgins was rushed to the hospital after accidentally eating undercooked wild mushrooms.
Half-conscious on the hospital bed, she murmured, “Michael… I owed you too much. If my family’s company hadn’t been on the brink of collapse, you wouldn’t have left, and I wouldn’t have ended up with Noah.”
I am Noah Owens.
As for Michael Connor, he was the love of her life. The one she cherished most during her youth.
What she seemed to forget was that when her family’s company was about to collapse, Michael had been the first to walk away.
During those seven years, I was the one who helped revive her company, the one who stayed by her side.
I believed she might eventually have a change of heart, but I never expected her to abort our child for the sake of her first love.
At that moment, I finally understood that you can’t force warmth where there is none.