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He sat in his car for as long as I stood there watching. Neither of us said a word about it. Noah turned his head, looking out the window, refusing to meet my eyes. "So, you finally said it…" Even with his body tightly wrapped in his suit, his posture rigid to the point of tension, he couldn't suppress the faint tremor running through him. I pressed my lips together, swallowing the ache in my chest, but still, I forced out a small smile. "Noah, you’re a good man. You really are. But life is long. There’s so much more ahead of us. We can’t be trapped in love alone." Suddenly, Noah’s emotions erupted. He slammed his fist against the steering wheel, his voice raw with frustration. "But I want to marry you! That’s all I want! Is it so wrong to want to spend my life with the person I love? Why does everyone keep telling me I made a mistake?! What did I do wrong?" For the first time, the Noah who had always been proud and in control, looked utterly shattered like someone ha
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"I don’t want you to give up everything for me. And more than that, I don’t want you to look back years from now and regret the choices you made today." "Noah, love is about supporting each other’s dreams, not holding each other back." …After breaking up with Noah, I submitted my resignation at work. I decided to become a volunteer teacher. The decision came to me on our way back from Hilltown, especially after seeing the children at the old town school—their bright, innocent smiles standing out against the worn-down classrooms. I wanted to do something for them, even if it was just a small effort. Somehow, Simon got wind of my breakup. He was waiting outside my apartment building. In just a few days, he had lost a noticeable amount of weight. His usual cocky demeanor was gone, replaced by exhaustion. Unshaven and disheveled, he looked nothing like the man he used to be. The moment he saw me, he stepped forward. "Even if we broke up, we’re still friends, aren’t w
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"You’ve asked me before—why I never got jealous when you brought other women home." My voice was calm, steady, and cold. "Because I never loved you. I only used you as a temporary replacement for Noah, a way to numb myself and keep going." Simon stared at me in disbelief. Tears welled up in his eyes, threatening to spill over. "No… that’s not possible! Chloe, you love me! You took care of me when I was sick. You put up with me when I lost my temper. How could you say you never loved me?" His pain didn’t shake me. My emotions remained composed, detached. "Simon, you hurt me. And I lied to you. In this relationship, neither of us were good people. We both deserved what we got." His shoulders hunched slightly, as if carrying a crushing weight, still unwilling to accept my words. I took a deep breath. "Simon, you don’t love me as much as you think you do. You’re just not used to losing. You’re too proud, and now that I’m the one walking away, it’s eating at you. Don’t
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The airport security checkpoint buzzed with people coming and going. I forced a smile. "Noah, you have a sensitive stomach—make sure to eat on time, go easy on the iced coffee, and take care of yourself."He managed a weak smile in return. "Got it. You’re so naggy. When you get there, send me a message so I know you're safe." My voice trembled as I answered, "Okay. Then… I’m off." Noah took a deep breath, his brows furrowing before relaxing again like he was struggling to keep himself together. His voice was tight and controlled. "Go on." I kept smiling as hard as I could. Then I grabbed my suitcase and turned to walk away. One step. Then another. Each one felt like it was crushing my chest, making it harder to breathe. I bit down on my lip, forcing back the tears. But by the tenth step, I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I let go of my suitcase. Then, without thinking, I turned and ran straight into Noah’s arms. He caught me effortlessly, holding me tight.
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Little Noah and little Chloe had once walked the same path.But in the end, they still drifted apart.…Two years later.A friend mentioned Simon to me in passing.After losing his ability to paint, his life took a downward spiral.In the end, he sold his studio and left the city.No one knew where he went.He had cut ties with everyone.As for Noah, he had lived up to expectations, rising to become a highly successful young entrepreneur.I wasn’t doing too badly myself—I had been recognized as an outstanding teacher in the city, an honor I shared with another female colleague.…That day, the two of us were in a car on our way to the award ceremony.As we waited at a red light, a large LED screen on a nearby shopping mall caught my eye.A live interview was being broadcast.There, in the center of the screen, stood Noah—composed, poised, radiating confidence.Like a star in a sea of flashing cameras, he was surrounded by media, every lens hungering to capture his slightest expression,
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The sound of running water in the bathroom suddenly stopped. I sat calmly on the living room sofa, watching as the girl stepped out of the bathroom without a stitch of clothing on. Her skin was fair, and on the right side of her upper part was a vivid red rose. It was unmistakably Simon Jones’ work. He was a painter, one who especially enjoyed using the bodies of young women as his canvas, seeking inspiration through them. A few seconds later, Simon also emerged from the bathroom. His damp hair clung messily to his forehead, and his white shirt stuck to the firm muscles. The girl beamed and threw herself into his arms, tilting her face up with admiration in her eyes. "Simon, your way of creating art is so unique. I love it." Simon gave her a playful slap on the backside, his tone teasing. "As long as you like it." She leaned in, trying to kiss him, but the moment she caught sight of me sitting on the sofa, her face drained of color. In a panic, she grabbed her clothe
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So, when Simon came out of the shower and saw me packing in the bedroom, his mood turned inexplicably irritable. He stormed into the room and yanked out the clothes I had just folded, one by one. "I bought this coat for you in France last year, and I gave this dress to you just last month." One by one, he pulled every last piece of clothing from the suitcase and tossed them aside, the final one slipping from my sight and landing on the floor. Then he smirked, his tone laced with mockery. "Chloe, I bought all of this for you. Do you really think you could afford these designer brands with the scraps you make in a month?" Simon grabbed my arm and dragged me to the vanity mirror. He gripped my chin, forcing me to look at my own reflection. "Chloe, do you think it’s disgusting that I paint on women’s bodies for inspiration? But who are you to act all high and mighty? Haven’t I been the one supporting you all these years?"Look at yourself—every single thing you’re wearing,
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In the elevator, I watched the numbers on the digital display climb higher and higher, my heartbeat rising with them. Unfortunately, when the doors slid open, I ran into one of Simon’s buddies. The moment he saw me, his face lit up with surprise and excitement. "Chloe?! You’re here to see Simon, aren’t you?" Reeking of alcohol, he could not walk straight, but his grip was ridiculously strong. No matter what I said or how I resisted, he forcefully dragged me into the private lounge ahead. Inside, the room was drenched in neon lights and the thick scent of alcohol. The moment I stepped in, I heard Simon’s voice. "Yeah, Chloe’s pretty, but she’s nothing special. If she weren’t so obedient and easy to handle, I would’ve dumped her a long time ago." Laughter erupted around him. A girl was straddling Simon’s lap, her arms wrapped around his neck as she fed him cherries from her fingers. They almost kissed. Then, she saw me. The room went dead silent. Even she froze i
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Little Noah and little Chloe had once walked the same path.But in the end, they still drifted apart.…Two years later.A friend mentioned Simon to me in passing.After losing his ability to paint, his life took a downward spiral.In the end, he sold his studio and left the city.No one knew where he went.He had cut ties with everyone.As for Noah, he had lived up to expectations, rising to become a highly successful young entrepreneur.I wasn’t doing too badly myself—I had been recognized as an outstanding teacher in the city, an honor I shared with another female colleague.…That day, the two of us were in a car on our way to the award ceremony.As we waited at a red light, a large LED screen on a nearby shopping mall caught my eye.A live interview was being broadcast.There, in the center of the screen, stood Noah—composed, poised, radiating confidence.Like a star in a sea of flashing cameras, he was surrounded by media, every lens hungering to capture his slightest expression,
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The airport security checkpoint buzzed with people coming and going. I forced a smile. "Noah, you have a sensitive stomach—make sure to eat on time, go easy on the iced coffee, and take care of yourself."He managed a weak smile in return. "Got it. You’re so naggy. When you get there, send me a message so I know you're safe." My voice trembled as I answered, "Okay. Then… I’m off." Noah took a deep breath, his brows furrowing before relaxing again like he was struggling to keep himself together. His voice was tight and controlled. "Go on." I kept smiling as hard as I could. Then I grabbed my suitcase and turned to walk away. One step. Then another. Each one felt like it was crushing my chest, making it harder to breathe. I bit down on my lip, forcing back the tears. But by the tenth step, I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I let go of my suitcase. Then, without thinking, I turned and ran straight into Noah’s arms. He caught me effortlessly, holding me tight.
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"You’ve asked me before—why I never got jealous when you brought other women home." My voice was calm, steady, and cold. "Because I never loved you. I only used you as a temporary replacement for Noah, a way to numb myself and keep going." Simon stared at me in disbelief. Tears welled up in his eyes, threatening to spill over. "No… that’s not possible! Chloe, you love me! You took care of me when I was sick. You put up with me when I lost my temper. How could you say you never loved me?" His pain didn’t shake me. My emotions remained composed, detached. "Simon, you hurt me. And I lied to you. In this relationship, neither of us were good people. We both deserved what we got." His shoulders hunched slightly, as if carrying a crushing weight, still unwilling to accept my words. I took a deep breath. "Simon, you don’t love me as much as you think you do. You’re just not used to losing. You’re too proud, and now that I’m the one walking away, it’s eating at you. Don’t
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"I don’t want you to give up everything for me. And more than that, I don’t want you to look back years from now and regret the choices you made today." "Noah, love is about supporting each other’s dreams, not holding each other back." …After breaking up with Noah, I submitted my resignation at work. I decided to become a volunteer teacher. The decision came to me on our way back from Hilltown, especially after seeing the children at the old town school—their bright, innocent smiles standing out against the worn-down classrooms. I wanted to do something for them, even if it was just a small effort. Somehow, Simon got wind of my breakup. He was waiting outside my apartment building. In just a few days, he had lost a noticeable amount of weight. His usual cocky demeanor was gone, replaced by exhaustion. Unshaven and disheveled, he looked nothing like the man he used to be. The moment he saw me, he stepped forward. "Even if we broke up, we’re still friends, aren’t w
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He sat in his car for as long as I stood there watching. Neither of us said a word about it. Noah turned his head, looking out the window, refusing to meet my eyes. "So, you finally said it…" Even with his body tightly wrapped in his suit, his posture rigid to the point of tension, he couldn't suppress the faint tremor running through him. I pressed my lips together, swallowing the ache in my chest, but still, I forced out a small smile. "Noah, you’re a good man. You really are. But life is long. There’s so much more ahead of us. We can’t be trapped in love alone." Suddenly, Noah’s emotions erupted. He slammed his fist against the steering wheel, his voice raw with frustration. "But I want to marry you! That’s all I want! Is it so wrong to want to spend my life with the person I love? Why does everyone keep telling me I made a mistake?! What did I do wrong?" For the first time, the Noah who had always been proud and in control, looked utterly shattered like someone ha
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He told my grandmother that his new wife was pregnant and that the family couldn’t afford another burden, so he wouldn’t be taking me back. He left behind sixty dollars in a hurry and walked away. Not once did he hold me. Not even for a second. From that day on, my father barely returned home. I was left behind in the old town, growing up with my grandmother, who made a living collecting scrap. She pitied me and doted on me as much as she could. But no matter how much love she gave me, every time I saw other kids walking hand in hand with their parents, the sadness would creep in. I still cried in secret. And whenever that happened, Noah would always appear out of nowhere, covered in dirt like a wild little monkey. Sometimes, he would shove a handful of wild berries into my palm. Other times, he’d hand me a fish he caught from the river. Ruffling my hair, he’d puff up his tiny chest and say, "Don’t be scared, Chloe. As long as I have food, you won’t go hungry. The
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"If you don’t stop harassing me, Simon, I’ll call the police and report you." Simon’s eyes burned red, but I couldn’t tell whether from anger or frustration.Finally, he raised his hands in surrender, gritting his teeth. "You win, Chloe. And I must be an idiot—leaving the damn hospital just to get involved in your mess!" In a fit of rage, he kicked over a trash can on the sidewalk, cursing under his breath as he stormed off. I watched his figure disappear into the distance, my grip on my phone going slack. Tilting my head back, I tried to hold back the tears threatening to fall. However, that ache in my chest only grew stronger. …A week later, Noah and I returned to Hilltown. I hadn’t been back since my grandmother passed away. We handed out gifts to the locals. The children were overjoyed, running around us in excitement. Noah’s adoptive parents no longer lived here. As a gesture of gratitude, his biological parents bought them a large home in the city and gav
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"Alright, let's go back." …Before heading to Hilltown, I stopped by a specialty shop to pick up some gifts for the locals.Unexpectedly, I ran into Sharon’s mother, Nancy Hall, in the parking lot. …Soft music played in the background of the café. We sat by the window, sunlight filtering through the glass. She lifted her chin slightly, the diamond pendant around her neck swaying with the movement. Without any pleasantries, she got straight to the point. "I’ve seen plenty of girls like you—small-town nobodies, terrified of going back to a life of poverty. The moment you find a rich man, you latch on for dear life." Her tone carried an air of superiority, every word dripping with contempt. "But you should know that Noah is married to my daughter. They are equals, well-matched in every way, a proper marriage. And you are the mistress who came between them." I lifted my head, meeting her gaze without a flicker of hesitation. A faint smile played on my lips, my posture ca
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Before leaving, Grace surprised me by pulling me into a gentle hug."Miss Sanders, I know how much this hurts. It feels like having your heart cut open, piece by piece. Because once, I had to make the same sacrifice."But believe me, Noah’s pain will only be worse than yours. People like us, born into families like ours, never get to choose."Her voice wavered slightly at the end. She reached out and softly stroked my hair."Chloe, don’t hate Noah. He truly did everything he could."…Because of a flight delay, Noah arrived later than expected.As the car neared my apartment building, the driver suddenly spoke up in surprise."Mr. Wells, isn’t that Madam Grace’s car?"Noah, who had been resting in the back seat with his eyes closed, snapped them open.Through the window, he caught a glimpse of Grace’s car driving past.His heart sank.He already knew why she came.Before boarding the plane, Sharon’s father called him."Noah, Sharon is my only daughter! She loves you, and you betrayed h
