sa's

ance. While the city bustled around me, I with trembling

saying it was a "temporary substitute" and that he would

would often tell me to take it off. "We need to mai

was the symbol of a secret, the commitment I s

s just a cheap piece of metal

ck of my wrist, I tossed it into the trash can.

you this!" She handed me a pack of tissues. "You looked like you were about to cry just now. Don't waste your t

mething to give Caden. This is a graduation gift I bought for him

u bought a gift for Caden too?

edical school graduation. This pen is very special to me. I want you to give it to him and t

.B.', engraved in such a fancy font. He'll definitely love it. He always says he has unique taste in typography. What a coincidence, my

bitterness at the corner of my mou

efully tucked the pen into her handbag. "I will definitely give it t

king her straight in the eye

southbound train. My destination was a small coastal cit

rd and snapped it in half. With a crisp "crack," t

a high-end rest

at ease, his hand resti

at him with eyes full of adoration. "Everyone wa

d your father. Of course, his network is incredibly impor

u today too!" She took the Montblanc pen out of he

. She was so sweet! Look, it even has your initials 'C.B.' engraved on it in this special font. She also said it wa

gaze swept over the pen, and his smile stiffened right in front of Brianna. He saw the exq

the glass, and the words he was a

eks designing that pattern, and at the time, he ha

ly snatched the pen off the table: "A

she was a designer. She looked really sad when she left, and I even advised her to hurry

t week, remembered texting her to order her to attend the gala. He had exploited her for years, treating her like a nuisance he could discard at any time. And n

unmistakable decla

a piercing shatter. The red wine spread across the pristine white t

mind filled with nothing but a roaring b

only telling