Chapter 13

After that, she got married, moved abroad, and cut off everything between them. It was a clean, decisive move.

It was only then that Savannah seemed to recall their past as well. She pursed her lips and fell silent.

Since he didn't want to drink, she drank alone. She took small, delicate sips in a calm, composed manner.

The diamond bracelet on her wrist occasionally clinked against the bottle in her hand, disrupting the tranquility in the air. Savannah found it irritating and removed her bracelet, tossing it into the ashtray sitting at the corner of the table.

With the accessory out of the way, the scar on her wrist was in plain view. It was long and twisted, like a caterpillar.

"How ugly." Savannah ran her fingertips along it lightly, sneering at herself.

She had acquired this scar from a car accident three years ago. The diamond bracelet was something Oliver had personally placed around her wrist. Back then, he had said, "Sav, I'll heal all your pain."

He had been so sincere w