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Back to Elena’s story.The flight I was supposed to board got delayed, and I had to wait for two hours. But I did not want to stay in this place for even a minute longer. So, I bought the next closest flight and got into a cab once I landed. After traveling for more than five hours in the cab, I finally returned to the home I had not visited for five years. However, the sight of it surprised me. Vines crawled all over the gate, and weeds overran the garden. That was not all. I also saw black scorch marks on the walls, which had been left behind by smoke. The house was so run down that it seemed like no one had lived there for a long time. “Dad! Mom! It’s me, Elena!”I stood at the gate and shouted, but I only heard the wind responding. For a time, panic gripped my heart like those vines. “Elena?” A puzzled voice came from the second floor of the house next door. I saw Mrs. Clark, my neighbor, look out through the window. “It’s me, Mrs. Clark!”I hurried over. M
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My parents’ passing trapped me indoors like the rain. I had wanted to build my career and rediscover my true self after leaving Jonathan. However, all I wanted to do at the moment was heal. I hired someone to renovate the house and placed my parents’ photo on a shelf dedicated to them. I spoke to them every day as I repented. Three months passed, and I wasted all that time like a useless piece of trash. I thought I would never get better. That was until a stranger called me. “Is this Ms. Summer?”“What is it?” I was on guard, but the person spoke gently. “I’d like to ask if you’re still drawing.”He explained, and I learned that he was an art exhibition organizer. A month ago, he had seen my art at an art exhibition, and he loved it. After asking around a bunch, he finally got my contact number. So, we exchanged numbers. When I saw the photo he sent me, I recognized it as something I had painted when I was still a student. Back then, I had sold it to another art
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Jonathan was ecstatic, but all I felt was hate. “Drop the act, Jonathan. You’re actually disappointed that I’m not dead, aren’t you?”Jonathan was taken aback by my response before he fell to his knees. “I’m sorry, Elena! I know I’ve let you down too many times over the past five years! But I really do love you, and I can’t be without you! Please give me another chance to love you!”He held my hand. “We can get married today! I won’t let you down anymore! I’ll love you forever!”I felt my skin crawl, like disgusting cockroaches were climbing all over the hand he held. I broke away from his grip. “Marry you? I’d rather die!”Jonathan stared at me in disbelief. My heart raced, and I wanted to stab him in the chest. “I won’t blame you for being cold to me, but I hate you for not telling me about my parents’ deaths even after a whole year has passed! I hate you for turning me into the most despicable type of person in the world. I hate you for preventing my parents from resting
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At this moment, his self-righteous expression felt like the greatest threat. He had hurt me so much, yet he still wanted to live in my parents’ house?If it were not for him, I would not have left. My parents would not be dead either!“Leave! I won’t sell the house to you! I won’t let you move in and dirty the place either! Get lost!” I walked to the stairwell and tried to break free from Jonathan, but he kept pestering me. While we fought, I slipped and fell from the stairs. But at that crucial moment, Jonathan supported me. “Ah!” he screamed and rolled around in pain as he hugged his right leg. I watched his pathetic display coldly and did not budge. Right then, someone unexpected barged into my field of vision. “Jonathan!”It was Garcia. She had actually followed him here. I stared at her in shock. She watched the entire scene in anxiety and frustration. “It was you! You pushed him down! I saw it! I’m going to call the police and have them arrest you!”Her ch
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The rain drenched my body. Unlike my pathetic appearance, the atmosphere in the room was domestic and happy. Garcia York, a nurse, was lying in bed. Meanwhile, Jonathan Pullman, my fiance, stayed beside her and told her to rest as he peeled an apple for her. The apple skin never broke. It showed that he was skilled at peeling apples. I recalled the five years we spent together. I loved eating apples, but I never managed to pick up the skill of peeling them. I even ended up injuring my hands a few times. I used to ask Jonathan for help, but he would always scowl. “Since it’s so bothersome, don’t eat it. The only knives I’ll hold are scalpels, not fruit knives.”I stopped eating apples after that. Yet, Jonathan picked up a fruit knife and peeled an apple for Garcia with his precious hands. “I’m sorry. I prevented you from getting married to Elena again, Jonathan,” Garcia apologized with teary eyes, like a sad bunny. Jonathan froze for a moment before he sternly sai
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I turned and met Jonathan’s gaze. He ignored my drenched appearance and scowled. “Why did you come here? I told you before that this is my workplace, not some club.”He spoke to me so sternly. He seemed completely different from the gentleman he was when he spoke to Garcia. I should feel sad, just like how I always felt when he neglected me. However, all I felt was a cold numbness this time. “You said that you were sick, so I came to visit you.”I had waited for Jonathan for an entire day at the city hall today. But I only managed to get through to his phone when it was time to clock off work.When he mentioned that he was sick, I threw caution to the wind and ran over. I was thankful that I did. Otherwise, who knew how long he would keep toying with me like an idiot? He was momentarily stunned before he looked away guiltily. “You got it wrong. I’m not the one who’s sick. It’s G—”“You’re right. It’s my fault.” I interrupted him. Indeed, I was wrong. I had been wr
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Garcia sent me a few photos. They were all photos of her leaning against a man’s shoulder while they were in a cinema. I recognized that man’s dress shirt. Jonathan was wearing it earlier. [Jonathan’s so nice. He brought me to see a horror movie right after I mentioned that I wanted to see it. Has he ever watched one with you before, Elena?]No. Forget a horror movie, we had never even gone to the movie theater together. Jonathan claimed that he felt uneasy when he sat in a dark place. Additionally, those who loved watching horror movies were apparently sick in the head. He sure was good at coming up with excuses. I laughed soundlessly again. I was such a joke. [Thanks for the food you made for me, Elena. It’s no wonder why Jonathan always praises your cooking. [Some women really seem like they’re suited for wearing an apron and working in a kitchen.[Not me, though.]I could practically see the mocking sneer on Garcia’s face. I replied, [Do you really think you go
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At this moment, his self-righteous expression felt like the greatest threat. He had hurt me so much, yet he still wanted to live in my parents’ house?If it were not for him, I would not have left. My parents would not be dead either!“Leave! I won’t sell the house to you! I won’t let you move in and dirty the place either! Get lost!” I walked to the stairwell and tried to break free from Jonathan, but he kept pestering me. While we fought, I slipped and fell from the stairs. But at that crucial moment, Jonathan supported me. “Ah!” he screamed and rolled around in pain as he hugged his right leg. I watched his pathetic display coldly and did not budge. Right then, someone unexpected barged into my field of vision. “Jonathan!”It was Garcia. She had actually followed him here. I stared at her in shock. She watched the entire scene in anxiety and frustration. “It was you! You pushed him down! I saw it! I’m going to call the police and have them arrest you!”Her ch
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Back to Elena’s story.The flight I was supposed to board got delayed, and I had to wait for two hours. But I did not want to stay in this place for even a minute longer. So, I bought the next closest flight and got into a cab once I landed. After traveling for more than five hours in the cab, I finally returned to the home I had not visited for five years. However, the sight of it surprised me. Vines crawled all over the gate, and weeds overran the garden. That was not all. I also saw black scorch marks on the walls, which had been left behind by smoke. The house was so run down that it seemed like no one had lived there for a long time. “Dad! Mom! It’s me, Elena!”I stood at the gate and shouted, but I only heard the wind responding. For a time, panic gripped my heart like those vines. “Elena?” A puzzled voice came from the second floor of the house next door. I saw Mrs. Clark, my neighbor, look out through the window. “It’s me, Mrs. Clark!”I hurried over. M
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When Jonathan heard that it was Elena who had gotten the abortion, he froze and became flabbergasted. Soon, he snapped out of it and hurriedly called her. However, he received a message telling him that the line was busy. He called her repeatedly, but it was the same. As he tried to figure it out, his colleague tentatively told him that he had likely been blocked. Jonathan was already hardly able to pull himself together, and this finally made him snap. He could not believe it. Elena had cut ties with her parents for his sake, yet she left him so readily?! She did not even leave him a message!He then remembered. The last time he saw her was in this hospital today. At that time, he found Garcia and Elena were arguing, but he still instinctively protected the former. Then, he avoided the subject by asking Elena to get her checkup. What was on Elena’s mind right then?Did she think him unworthy of her entrusting the rest of her life to him?Jonathan’s mind went blank.
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Garcia sent me a few photos. They were all photos of her leaning against a man’s shoulder while they were in a cinema. I recognized that man’s dress shirt. Jonathan was wearing it earlier. [Jonathan’s so nice. He brought me to see a horror movie right after I mentioned that I wanted to see it. Has he ever watched one with you before, Elena?]No. Forget a horror movie, we had never even gone to the movie theater together. Jonathan claimed that he felt uneasy when he sat in a dark place. Additionally, those who loved watching horror movies were apparently sick in the head. He sure was good at coming up with excuses. I laughed soundlessly again. I was such a joke. [Thanks for the food you made for me, Elena. It’s no wonder why Jonathan always praises your cooking. [Some women really seem like they’re suited for wearing an apron and working in a kitchen.[Not me, though.]I could practically see the mocking sneer on Garcia’s face. I replied, [Do you really think you go
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I turned and met Jonathan’s gaze. He ignored my drenched appearance and scowled. “Why did you come here? I told you before that this is my workplace, not some club.”He spoke to me so sternly. He seemed completely different from the gentleman he was when he spoke to Garcia. I should feel sad, just like how I always felt when he neglected me. However, all I felt was a cold numbness this time. “You said that you were sick, so I came to visit you.”I had waited for Jonathan for an entire day at the city hall today. But I only managed to get through to his phone when it was time to clock off work.When he mentioned that he was sick, I threw caution to the wind and ran over. I was thankful that I did. Otherwise, who knew how long he would keep toying with me like an idiot? He was momentarily stunned before he looked away guiltily. “You got it wrong. I’m not the one who’s sick. It’s G—”“You’re right. It’s my fault.” I interrupted him. Indeed, I was wrong. I had been wr
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