Doomed to Perfect Your Love Story
"Randall, you're a selfish bastard! You don't understand what love is at all! You don't deserve to be loved!"
I listened to her insults, yet I didn't feel the slightest ripple in my heart.
Maybe she was right.
Maybe I didn't know what love was, but at least I finally understood what it meant to let go.
"I wish you happiness, Celina," I said before hanging up. Her tirade was cut off abruptly.
I let out a long breath, feeling an unprecedented sense of relief.
However, when I looked up, I found my parents standing not far away, watching me with complicated expressions on their faces.
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