Chapter 5

Back home, I knocked on Vivian's door. After all, I’d lived in the Hayes' estate for so many years; it was only right that I said goodbye.

When I told her I was going to work in the States, she hesitantly nudged, "The States? What about your engagement to Lucas, then…?"

"A childhood promise, nothing more."

Hearing me say that, Vivian feigned annoyance, but a look of profound relief washed over her face. "Chloe, how can you make such a big decision without telling the family?"

"But since you’ve made up your mind, then do as you please. You're a grown woman now, and matters of the heart aren't for me to interfere with. When are you leaving?"

Looking at Vivian, my heart twisted with a bitter ache. Not for her, but for the naive girl I used to be.

"Tomorrow morning."

"So soon!" This time, Vivian genuinely looked shocked. Because tomorrow was her birthday.

Every year, I’d prepare a surprise and cook her a special birthday meal.

Vivian would hug me, teasing, "My daughter-in-law is so thoughtful. That boy Lucas has never cooked for me once!"

I paused, then continued, "I won't be attending your birthday dinner tomorrow."

"So no one gets the wrong idea."

As for what "wrong idea" people might get, Vivian and I both knew perfectly well. She also realized this, her expression turned complicated, and she hesitated, saying nothing for a long moment. I took her silence as consent.