Chapter 7

Chris had always been by my side.

From the age of 14 to 26.

12 full years.

I never imagined we would have the possibility of separation.

I cried calmly.

"Chris, we can't go back."

Chris just looked at me sadly.

I closed my eyes.

Countless past scenes flashed through my mind like slides.

It felt like a fragmented movie.

"Chris, I really don't love you anymore. Please let me go."

Chris raised his hand to cover his face.

Tears flowed through his fingers, and his shoulders trembled.

"Hailey, I really can't let you go. I'm begging you, don't leave me. At least, at least give me a little more time."

I didn't look at him again and went straight upstairs.

I clearly no longer loved him, but I still couldn't help the heartache.

Those moments we once shared were like a knives.

They pierced my heart, leaving wounds that I couldn't let go of for a long time.

15

A week later, in the morning.

I received a call from my dad.

He had been diagn