Lost Love, Begone
There was no trace of the defeated, joyless man he became after being forced to marry me in our past life.
This moment only solidified my decision.
'Noah, in this life, I will never love you again. If it's true love you want, I'll let you chase it. Just don't count me in,' I thought.
I glanced at his face, now visibly twisted with frustration, and repeated my refusal.
"If you didn't believe me the first time, I'll say it again. Noah, I will never be your girlfriend. Not now. Not ever."
Each word left my mouth slowly with finality. His expression turned even darker.