My boyfriend, who has been in love for five years, proposed to me. That night, I came home alone and heard him say I was a substitute.

Chapter 3

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I turned my head away, unwilling to look at him.

Yet my eyes reddened uncontrollably.

Theo's eyes trembled slightly.

I don't know if he realized he'd gone too far or noticed my bleeding feet.

He sighed, "Tonight, I'll pretend you were talking nonsense while drunk. From now on..."

"There will be no 'from now on'."

I spoke calmly.

"What?"

Theo was puzzled, wanting to ask more, but then he saw Lydia running away in tears.

He could no longer care about his doubts, hastily chasing after her.

He left so quickly, he didn't notice the bracelet falling from his pocket.

I picked up the bracelet, recalling the small tattoo on Lydia's wrist.

All the details I ignored connected at that moment.

Childhood bonds couldn't withstand a sudden love.

Our so-called five years of love was just my wishful thinking.

Given that, there's no need to cling to an undeserving man.

As I turned to head home, I received a message from my sister.

She booked me a flight to leave.

The timing was just half a month later, on our wedding day.

The wedding countdown in the living room now became my countdown to leave.

I let out a bitter laugh, discarding all new house decorations and couple items.

With destiny's will, I'll use this last half month to bid farewell to my past.