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I could feel my heart being flayed every time her words replayed in my mind like a demented jingle. It was far from the first time I had heard her curse at me, but it still hurt. I wondered if my death was a relief for her. If that was the case… Well, the doctor had announced that I had less than three months left to live. I'm certain she would be delighted when she finds my corpse.

"I've watched you care about me for five years. I know exactly what it looks like now. And I know exactly what it isn't." I couldn't meet her eyes. "I was wrong," she said. "You're never going to love me, Remus. Not the way I want you to. Not the way I deserve." She pressed her palm flat against my chest, and I felt the heat of it bleed through the fabric of my shirt, straight down into something that had gone cold in me a long time ago. "So I have to decide," she said. "Do I stay, knowing I'll always be second best? Or do I walk away and try to find someone who will actually love me?"

The love in my eyes faded into cold hopelessness. He pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and smoothed it out on the table. "Sign it."

This way, you won't be able to recognize me in your next life, right, Shayla? Please, just give me one more chance to love you.

And by the time she finally realized what was happening, it was already too late. To be Continued...

“I understand, Sir. I’ll issue a company-wide statement cutting all ties with Selena immediately.” I nodded and then added calmly, “Oh, and Mrs. Jackson, since it seems Selena and her assistant are truly in love, you shouldn’t interfere with their relationship anymore. Let them enjoy their doomed little romance in peace.” Love without stability was nothing but a sandcastle waiting to collapse. Now that Selena had lost her position and status, I was eager to see how long that so-called love of theirs would actually last.

Not once had he given me a place by his side. Anyone could be his girlfriend… Anyone but me. I looked him straight in the eye and chuckled. "Do you know what you look like right now? A clown." His pupils shrank. His smile stiffened. "Don't be ridiculous, Nessa. You can't possibly marry some random man just to spite me." Staring at his thinly veiled desperation, I suddenly felt empty as realization hit me. The man I had loved all these years was not all that great after all. I let out a mocking laugh. "Gerald Cooper, if you'd paid me the slightest bit of attention, you would've known about this wedding between the Henderson and Bennett families. It was announced long ago."

And all the gods in every cursed sky couldn’t undo it. She had loved me. And I— I had loved her too late.

‘But it's too late’ “I love you!” She cheers and reaches for a hug. I wrap my arms around her body. “I love you too,” I whisper out words—words without any feeling. “Promise you will never cheat on me… If not, I’ll kill both you and the girl… or boy,” she threatens playfully, and I chuckle. Well, it’s too late now, Jenna. Way too late. You chose the wrong time to trust me. The wrong time to ask for such a promise. Maybe if you had trusted me earlier, I wouldn’t be lying to your face right now.

] Only Ian Zander, my lover, whom I once trusted, picked up. "Help me, Ian… I can't…" I begged. However, he replied with an unfriendly voice. "Stop pretending, Winona. It's Winnie's sweet sixteenth birthday today. She only gets this once in her life. Do you have to ruin it for her? I promised to make it up to you with a gift." I laughed weakly as I thought, 'Make it up to me?' There would never be a chance for Ian to make it up to me again.