Where Snow Can't Follow
On the day of Lucas' engagement, he managed to get a few lackeys to keep me occupied, and by the time I stepped out the police station, done with questioning, it was already dark outside.
Arriving home, I stood there on the doorstep and eavesdropped on Lucas and his friends talking about me.
"I was afraid she'd cause trouble, so I got her to spend the whole day at the police station. I made sure that everything would be set in stone by the time she got out."
Shaking my head with a bitter laugh, I blocked all of Lucas' contacts and went overseas without any hesitation.
That night, Lucas lost all his composure, kicking over a table and smashing a bottle of liquor, sending glass shards flying all over the floor. "She's just throwing a tantrum because she's jealous… She'll come back once she gets over it…"
What he didn't realize, then, was that this wasn't just a fit of anger or a petty tantrum.
This time, I truly didn't want him anymore.
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