He once said, "Jessica, I don't ask for you to see me. I only hope that from now on, you can live freely, following your heart."How ridiculous it was.I cleared my heart, making room for Christopher.I fell deeper and deeper in love.I started fantasizing about our sweet future together.But all I did was give him the perfect opportunity to carve wounds into my heart, one slice at a time, leaving me bloodied.The pain was unbearable, like a slow, agonizing execution.My emotions tugged at me, and my eyes burned with uncontrollable pain.A tear slipped down, and I wiped it away immediately.Inside, the conversation continued, voices throwing out ideas for his revenge."If you want to get back at a woman, the best way is to let her experience the peak of happiness—only to shove her straight into the abyss. Wouldn't that be more entertaining?""Exactly. Mr. Sanders, you should go back. Go with her to pick out a wedding gown, send out invitations together, and act like everythi
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