Breaking Free After My Rebirth
He was tall and lean, wore black-rimmed glasses, and had a sunny smile.
He excelled at mathematics and often tutored me. Gradually, we became close.
Just when I thought life was finally getting back on track, Sebastian's letters arrived one after another, persistent and relentless.
[Rachel, are you still angry with me? I know I was wrong. Please come back.]
[Rachel, Viv is pregnant. The child is mine. I know this is hard for you to accept, but please believe me. You're the only one I love!]
[Rachel, surely there's a limit to sulking. What do I have to do for you to forgive me?]