Chapter 2

My connection with Declan Johnson actually began with his sister.

His sister and I both loved painting.

We met at the same art studio.

She was a very lively and cheerful girl.

Very passionate about painting.

We quickly became good friends, exchanging painting techniques and sharing our inspirations.

One time, we stayed late, and it started to rain heavily.

Declan came to pick her up.

That was the first time I met Declan.

He was very doting on his sister, and his gentle manner moved me.

After that, we often met.

He would come to the art studio to pick up his sister and occasionally discuss art with us.

Through deep conversations, I found him to be a good guy.

He was warm, generous, responsible, and reliable.

And I developed a special feeling for him.

His sister became our matchmaker.

She said Declan had a crush on me, and if he confessed, I should definitely accept.

She hoped I would become her sister-in-law.

I still remember her innocent and lovely face.

I thought it was just a joke from his sister.

Unexpectedly, the next day, Declan came with a bouquet of flowers to confess.

It was a bit awkward since I was allergic to flowers.

But that didn't stop us from being together.

Later, we naturally became a couple.

From dating to getting married.

Everything seemed so smooth.

I thought I would be the happiest person in the world.

With a loving husband and a sister-in-law as close as a real sister.

Until Declan's childhood sweetheart, Phoebe, appeared.

All my beautiful dreams for the future instantly turned into bubbles.