Chapter 9

Gratitude and love coexist.

But now, I must move forward.

Both people and time would always move on.

That path wasn’t built by the fleeting and unstable nature of love, but by the indestructible skyscraper constructed from my thoughts.

I would always be happy, relaxed, and free.

As for Chris, there was no need to meet again in the future.

Chris's Side Story:

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When Hailey left, I couldn't bear to open my eyes.

I thought to myself that I truly couldn't watch her leave me.

In an instant, a strong pain surged in my heart.

Even my thoughts began to blur.

I still remember the first time I saw her; she was only eleven.

Her frail figure always timidly hiding behind Mrs. Summers.

She didn't dare to look up at me.

When reminded, she would only lower her head and whisper, "Chris."

On the day Mrs. Summers passed away, Hailey stood frozen, her face blank, without a single tear.

She looked like a doll that had suddenly lost its voice.

There was no life left in her