Chapter 27"Let's go inside and talk, okay?" Aurelia said softly, brushing strands of hair away from her daughter's face. Laura nodded quietly and walked beside her mother, trying to steady her emotions.But before they could take a step toward the door, a loud crash rang out from the gates, followed by a voice—a voice Laura recognized immediately."Laura!"Both Laura and Aurelia turned in shock. Standing by the gates, disheveled and out of breath, was Jonathan. His clothes were wrinkled, hair unkempt, as if he had sprinted miles just to reach her.For a moment, their eyes met. Jonathan's gaze was desperate, pleading, filled with emotions he could no longer suppress. But Laura... her face remained unreadable. She didn't flinch, didn't react the way he hoped. Instead, she stared at him, her eyes cold and distant, before silently turning away and walking back toward the house."No—wait! Laura!" Jonathan's voice cracked, his hands grabbing at the iron gates, rattling them in frustration
Chapter 28And so each passing day felt like a small triumph for Laura as she slowly began to recover from the heartbreak that once consumed her. Though the sting of it lingered, it no longer defined her. She made a conscious decision to leave behind the pieces of herself that had been trapped in the past. In the quiet hours of morning, instead of thinking of Jonathan, she’d throw herself into her work at her family’s company, a car merchandising business her parents had built from the ground up.Unlike the silver-spooned world Jonathan came from, the Levines' had forged their own path through grit, determination, and countless sacrifices. Their wealth wasn’t passed down through generations—it was earned. Laura had always admired that about her parents, and now, she found herself more than ever wanting to contribute to their legacy. What had once been a background hum in her life, the family business, was now becoming her focus.Her father, Mr. Levine, had always been a strong presenc
Chapter 29The morning sun streamed through the sheer curtains of Laura's bedroom while she stood before her vanity. The hum of a hair dryer filled the space as she meticulously styled her hair. Today was another important day at the company, and though she didn't feel the need to overdo it, a touch of polish wouldn't hurt. She leaned in closer to the mirror, carefully applying light makeup—a bit of foundation, a hint of blush, and a soft pink lipstick that enhanced her natural features.With a final sweep of mascara over her lashes, she stepped back, admiring the understated elegance of her look. Her outfit, a tailored blouse tucked into high-waisted trousers, was both professional and comfortable—perfect for the busy day ahead. She fastened a simple gold necklace, one of her mother's gifts, around her neck and took a deep breath.Satisfied, she slipped into her shoes and made her way downstairs as the quiet sounds of the morning filled the house. She was ready for the day, eager to
Chapter 30But before Laura could even start her car's engine, a sleek silver Porsche Taycan suddenly pulled over just in front of hers. The futuristic, low-slung design instantly caught her attention, its polished exterior gleaming under the morning sun. She watched, curious, wondering why this stunning car had stopped by their house.The car door swung open, and to her surprise, a familiar man stepped out, his bright blue hair instantly recognizable."Wait... Quinn?!" Laura chuckled, immediately getting out of her car to meet the man with the flashy blue hair and ear studs.The moment Quinn spotted her, he grinned and opened his arms wide, ready for her embrace. Laura, laughing, jumped toward him, wrapping her arms around him as he pulled her close. His grip was tight, possessive, arms looped snugly around her waist like they hadn't seen each other in ages."Oomf! Haha! How are you, darling?" he chuckled, his voice warm as he playfully kissed the crook of her neck, making Laura gigg
Chapter 31Jonathan felt suffocated by the cruel twist of fate unraveling before him. It wasn't supposed to be like this. It was supposed to be him standing next to her, holding her close. But here he was, watching her with someone else, and the jealousy clawed at his insides, threatening to tear him apart.When Laura finally pulled away from the man, her eyes landed on Jonathan. She smiled—softly, almost politely—but there was something painfully missing. Warmth. It was the kind of smile you'd give a stranger or a distant acquaintance, and it hit him like a punch to the gut."Jonathan? Were you waiting for me?" she asked, her voice casual, as if he hadn't just spent the last few minutes drowning in his own misery. Her question made him flinch, but what truly twisted the knife was the sight of the man beside her wrapping an arm around her waist as they both walked toward him.Jonathan stood frozen, his mind struggling to process the scene unfolding before him. But then, Laura pressed
This is a response to whoever gets confused of the recent chapter updates ^^I understand there's been some confusion about the recent developments involving Jonathan, and I'd like to take a moment to clarify the shift in timelines and the reasoning behind his journey through these alternate realities.Jonathan's current experience—what feels like moving from past to future, witnessing alternate scenarios of Laura loving another man—is not just a shift in time but a direct consequence of a wish Laura made. That night, after Jonathan rejected her love for the final time, she made a wish upon a star, longing for the strength to stop loving him. The wish, however, didn't magically take away her feelings. It wasn't the wish that made her stop loving Jonathan—it was her own decision, a choice born out of heartbreak and years of painful, unreciprocated affection. Laura finally let go because she had been rejected too many times, even when her love was clear and open.But while the wish didn'
Chapter 32(Refer to Chapter 8-9) "Wake up, you stupid!" Tabitha's voice echoed through Jonathan's room that jolted him awake. He gasped, sitting up, his breath ragged as if he'd just resurfaced from a deep dive. His chest heaved as his heart pounded, and for a moment, he struggled to pull himself out of the overwhelming fog clouding his mind.His vision was still blurry, and his head throbbed with a splitting ache, like the aftermath of a terrible hangover. Slowly, his surroundings started to come into focus, and the realization hit him—he was back. Back in his room, back in his own reality. Jonathan blinked, staring down at his hands, flexing his fingers open and closed. Was this real? The vivid memories of everything that had just happened, all the alternate timelines, all the pain, it lingered in his mind. It was so real, yet it couldn't have been.With a heavy sigh, Jonathan let his hands fall and stood up from his bed, his body feeling like it had aged years in the course of a
Chapter 33Jonathan's heart thundered as he closed the space between them. His gaze locked on hers, filled with a longing so raw it startled even him. He reached out as his hands found her arms as if to anchor himself in the moment, his voice barely a whisper. "Is this really you, Laura? Am I... am I not dreaming anymore?"Laura blinked. A flicker of confusion broke through her calm as she gently disentangled his hands from her arms. 'What dreams could he possibly be talking about?' The question lingered in her mind, but she pushed it aside while her heart suddenly felt much heavier."Anyway..." she began as her voice almost trembled. She turned and moved toward the couch, trying to compose herself. Jonathan followed and sat on the opposite seat, though every fiber in his being ached to close the distance between them, to feel her presence near.Laura took a deep breath and gathered the courage to look him in the eyes again. "I'm sorry... for what happened a few days ago," she said,
Chapter 40As the sun began to set, the seaside became a beautiful place for Laura and Jonathan's evening wedding ceremony. The sky glowed with warm shades of orange and pink, while the soft sound of waves lapping at the shore created a peaceful background. The air was filled with the fresh smell of salt and flowers, adding to the magic of the moment.White chairs were lined up along a sandy aisle, leading to a lovely altar covered in flowing white fabric that danced gently in the breeze. The altar was decorated with bright flowers—roses, orchids, and sea lavender—chosen to match the colors of the ocean and the evening sky. Shells and driftwood surrounded the base, giving a natural touch to the elegant setting.As the sun lowered in the sky, soft lanterns lit up the path and the altar, creating a warm glow that made the ceremony feel intimate. Guests chatted quietly, their voices mixing with the soothing sounds of the sea.Jonathan stood at the altar, heart racing with excitement. Dre
Chapter 39As summer break began, Tabitha felt relief and excitement wash over her. She was finally done with college, and it was time to step into a new part of her life. The biggest change was that her brother, Jonathan, was engaged to his best friend, Laura. The idea of having Laura as her sister-in-law filled her with joy, but it also brought back a lot of emotions about the past year. She had managed to stay away from Mr. Albrecht, her charming professor, all year long, but memories of him still danced in her mind, both thrilling and painful.Today, she found herself in the busy atmosphere of Golden Lining Fabrics, a well-known boutique famous for customizing wedding dresses and tailored suits. The shop was alive with the sparkle of beautiful fabrics, intricate lace, and the soft buzz of happy chatter. Tabitha stood next to Laura, who was eagerly going through a pile of wedding dress samples, her eyes shining with excitement.“Can you believe it’s finally happening?” Laura exclai
Chapter 38The day of the reunion had finally arrived, and Laura stood frozen in front of her bed, eyeing the sleek black dress that Mikaela had dropped off just the day before. It hung there, delicate and elegant, but it felt out of place in her mind."I already have plenty of dresses. Why did she send me this one? It's way too fancy for a reunion," she mumbled, picking it up and running her fingers along the fabric. "And it's black... It's just so... dramatic."She sighed, tossing the dress back onto the bed. There's no way I'm wearing that, she thought, shaking her head. But just as she turned to rummage through her closet for something more casual, her phone buzzed on the nightstand.Glancing down, she saw a message from Mikaela."I hope you're trying on the dress! I'm so excited to see you in it! It'll be perfect for the reunion!"Laura's heart sank a little. The pressure was on now. She bit her lip, contemplating the situation. Mikaela is counting on me to wear the dress, she th
Chapter 37And so Jonathan's journey began with long days and late nights. From handling small tasks no one else wanted, to tackling the gritty details that made him question his own capabilities. He faced challenges at every turn—missed deadlines, critical clients, and sleepless nights reviewing reports under dim desk lamps. He threw himself into the work not only to make his parents proud but because of a deeper, personal resolve: he wanted to be worthy of Laura, a man she could look at with pride and security.Back at home, however, Jonathan's absence cast a shadow. Eight months had passed, and for Laura, each day felt longer than the last. At first, she found ways to distract herself, convincing herself that he'd be back soon. But time wore on, and the gap he left behind grew wider. She couldn't ignore the pangs of loneliness that began to settle in her heart, nor the nagging thoughts that questioned whether his promises still held weight in his mind.Jonathan, for all his dedicat
Chapter 36Jonathan took a deep, steadying breath and nodded at Mr. Levine with a humble acceptance that showed both his respect and sincerity. "I understand, Mr. Levine," he replied while his voice remained unshaken yet filled with determination. "I know I'm not there yet, but I promise, I'll work to become a man worthy of Laura...worthy of the love and respect your family has shown me." He paused, his gaze moving to Laura, with a soft, almost vulnerable warmth in his expression as his tone softened. "So, when you feel I've truly earned it—when you think I'm finally worthy of you—marry me then."His heartfelt words lingered in the room, filling it with a gentle, solemn tension. With a final, genuine smile, he inclined his head respectfully, then turned to Laura's parents, bowing slightly before excusing himself. There was a sense of finality in the way he held himself as he walked toward the door. His gaze still held a trace of hope as he glanced back one last time at Laura. He gave
Chapter 35Albrecht felt a twinge of irritation as he watched Tabitha walk away without so much as a second glance. He felt a surge of excitement at her new, detached demeanor. The cold indifference in her stare intrigued him, igniting a spark of something unfamiliar. He cleared his throat, disguising his reaction with a smirk. "Excuse me, students," he muttered before slipping away from the crowd, intent on catching up to her.But as he rounded it, he halted, taken aback by the sight before him. Tabitha was laughing freely with another man, her carefree energy radiating in a way he hadn't seen in a long time. The guy, someone her age, seemed entirely at ease with her, bantering easily as he teased, "Tabby, look at you!" the guy exclaimed, running around her in excitement. "It's like I've got my old friend back. Honestly, I'm glad you finally moved on—this is the Tabitha I missed."Tabitha laughed easily, giving him a playful slap on the arm. "Then why don't I treat you to lunch later
Chapter 34"...So please, I'm begging you. Give me one more chance."Laura's chest tightened as his words echoed in the room. For a moment, the tenderness in his gaze tugged at something deep inside her—but then a darker thought crept in, casting shadows over her hope. Could he just be saying this because I'm his friend? Out of pity, out of guilt? Her eyes grew cold with a frown knitting her brows as the doubt took hold.Her gaze dropped, and she bit her lip, trying to muster a response. But she couldn't find the words. It felt as though her heart had been pulled in two opposing directions. Instead of answering, she took a shaky step back, and then another, retreating from the intensity of his confession. Jonathan reached out, alarmed, but she shook her head almost imperceptibly, her expression unreadable.In one swift motion, she turned and left the room, slipping out of his house without another word. The door closed behind her, and Jonathan stood there, hand still outstretched, fr
Chapter 33Jonathan's heart thundered as he closed the space between them. His gaze locked on hers, filled with a longing so raw it startled even him. He reached out as his hands found her arms as if to anchor himself in the moment, his voice barely a whisper. "Is this really you, Laura? Am I... am I not dreaming anymore?"Laura blinked. A flicker of confusion broke through her calm as she gently disentangled his hands from her arms. 'What dreams could he possibly be talking about?' The question lingered in her mind, but she pushed it aside while her heart suddenly felt much heavier."Anyway..." she began as her voice almost trembled. She turned and moved toward the couch, trying to compose herself. Jonathan followed and sat on the opposite seat, though every fiber in his being ached to close the distance between them, to feel her presence near.Laura took a deep breath and gathered the courage to look him in the eyes again. "I'm sorry... for what happened a few days ago," she said,
Chapter 32(Refer to Chapter 8-9) "Wake up, you stupid!" Tabitha's voice echoed through Jonathan's room that jolted him awake. He gasped, sitting up, his breath ragged as if he'd just resurfaced from a deep dive. His chest heaved as his heart pounded, and for a moment, he struggled to pull himself out of the overwhelming fog clouding his mind.His vision was still blurry, and his head throbbed with a splitting ache, like the aftermath of a terrible hangover. Slowly, his surroundings started to come into focus, and the realization hit him—he was back. Back in his room, back in his own reality. Jonathan blinked, staring down at his hands, flexing his fingers open and closed. Was this real? The vivid memories of everything that had just happened, all the alternate timelines, all the pain, it lingered in his mind. It was so real, yet it couldn't have been.With a heavy sigh, Jonathan let his hands fall and stood up from his bed, his body feeling like it had aged years in the course of a