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Monica pretended she didn't notice Jasmine's distant and cold tone. She asked hurriedly, "Jasmine, are you still mad at me? That night, I was—" "Mrs. Jones, there's no rush for you to explain anything. Take care of Kayla." Jasmine took a deep breath and said calmly, "Besides, Xavier and Kayla's marriage isn't urgent. After all, they're both still young. That's it. I'll talk to you later. I'm busy at the moment." The call ended abruptly.

"Goodbye, for now." Byron whispered, "Dana, I'll wait for you. I'll wait for you to find yourself, for you to love me. This time, I promise I won't let go. I'm confident I can win you over. I'm already your fiancé, after all." After saying my goodbyes to Byron, I boarded the plane. The mountains and rivers stretched out before me, and I knew, this time, I had truly risen from the river.