Chapter 3

What happened back then should have been resolved back then.

Now, seeing Elliot again after five years, I felt completely indifferent inside.

However, Elliot walked towards me with an excited expression. "Samantha, how have you been these past few years?"

I looked at him calmly and smiled, "Thanks to you, I've been doing fine."

Elliot was taken aback.

In the year we were in love, he had known all my preferences inside out.

He could tell what I was thinking just by seeing me frown.

Even though five years had passed and everything had changed, one's personality didn't change easily.

He knew that my smile showed my ease after completely letting go of the past, and his face turned pale instantly.

"Samantha, I've been looking for you for the past five years," he said.

Ignoring the classmates around us who were watching and not caring about Nora, who was beside him, he continued eagerly, "I even went to your hometown and asked all your family members. But they all said they didn't have your contact information. Samantha, I've been searching for you for five years."

His voice choked up a bit, and his eyes were already red. "As soon as Heather said she saw you yesterday, I immediately flew back from abroad."

No wonder Elliot looked so travel-worn, with his suit all wrinkled, and I almost thought his family had gone bankrupt just now.

Heather looked a bit embarrassed and explained to me in a low voice, "Samantha, there were some misunderstandings about what happened back then. I thought it was necessary to call him here to explain things clearly and apologize to you."

What happened back then, of course, referred to that theft incident that left me unable to defend myself.

As the dormitory leader, Heather was the one who had first accused me of stealing.

She stood up, took a deep breath, and said to me solemnly, "Today, in front of our classmates, I want to clarify one thing. Samantha didn't steal Nora's money back then.

"That 20 thousand dollars was Samantha's. I replaced it with the 20 thousand dollars that Nora gave when Samantha wasn't around."

Nora, who had been silent, stepped forward reluctantly under Elliot's intense gaze and apologized to me, saying, "Sorry, Samantha. You didn't steal my money. I framed you back then."

Everyone was immediately in an uproar, and one shouted, "Samantha was too pitiful back then. She not only didn't get her diploma but also lost her job. I remember she had received a job offer from Chanel back then."

Heather looked pale. "Samantha, I'm really sorry."

I had studied hard for more than ten years, managed to get into university with great difficulty, and worked day and night to get that dream job offer.

But because of that malicious frame-up, everything came to nothing.

I carried the stigma of theft, and my life changed from then on.

Now, could it be resolved just with a simple "sorry"?

Smiling, I stood up and told them word by word, "I don't forgive you."