Chapter 6
Cruel satisfaction flashed in Saya’s eyTA
“If I can’t have it, neither can you?“
A tami ed despair and fary instantly engulfed me
Grabbing Sara by the hair, I showed her toward the wall with every ounce of strength I had.
One blow, and blood began to seep from her foreheail.
Sara screamed. “Help! Murder? Someone’s killing me
The hotel room door slammed open.
Jackson stormed in his gare falling on Sara’s battered state. His face turned ashen
He grabbed me and pressed me against the wall, his voice trembling with rag and disbelief.
Behind him, Sara stood unsteadily, one hand clutching her bleeding forehead, the other shaking uncontrollalily.
in a quivering voice. she marmured, “Darling. Fm. I’m so stated”
1 pushed Jackson away, dropping to my knees.
My hands trembled as I tried to pick up the shattered camera.
The fragments were cold, sharp, and unyielding as I struggled to piece them hick together. But no matter how I tried, they wouldn’t fit
Glass shards shred into my fingertips, and blood dripped onto the floor, but I didn’t care
Jackson grabbed my hands roughly, his grip firm and his voire barely costing his fury.
“Calm down! It’s broken! You can’t fix it!”
Iflinched violently, rears streaming down my face without end
Through gritted teeth, he shouted, “It’s just a damn camera! You can buy another one!
“Is this really worth losing your mind over?!”
His words felt like a blade stabbing unto my heart,
This isn’t just a broken camera.
It was the only relie my mother left me, her final gift to me.
Yet to him, it was nothing more than a useless object
I raised my head, hatred surging uncontrollably.
happedum hard across the face, umearing blood from my fingers onto his cheek
Jackson, get out!
Get out of my late!!!
His face was frozen in shock.
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Without hesitation, I pulled the engagement ring off my finger and bourbed it the trash ran with all my might.
I packed everything Lowned and returned to my hometown
I went to visit my mother
I sat in front of her gravestone all day.
Jackson called countless times, but I dalat answer.
In the end. 1 blocked his number
Sometimes. Helt overwhelmed by shame.
If my mother could see what I had become, would she feel disappointed?
She had always wanted me to live proudly, congrously, and strongly to explore the vast and beautiful world.
Fut instead, I had wasted three years a man who didn’t deserve.
On the third day.
I made my usual visit to the cemetery.
But this time. I say something unexpected by the gravestone.
A pot of hind of paradise flowers
My heart skipped a beat.
This was my mother’s favorite flower
Who had been here?
I rushed to the cemetery office to ask.
The staff told me that someone brought the flowers every few months.
They also gave me an address.
A vague answer formed in my mind, but I couldn’t bring myself to believe it,
Following the address. I found a small flower shop and asked the owner about t
The shopkeeper shared more detaily
About three years ago, someone placed a long term order. The request was to deliver a pot of bird of paradise flowers to Amanda’s grave every three
“The customer paid for three years upfront, so I remember it clearly,” the shopkeeper said.
My heart pounded uncontrollably, my voice trembling.
“Do you know who placed the order?”
The shopkeeper flipped through the records
Cit
was a man named Joseph”
My breath hatred, and I nearly collapsed.
The shopkeeper continued, “but we haven’t been able to reach him recently. There was a supply issue once, and we wanted to ask if we could substitute another flower, but he never responded.“
They looked up at me, and their expression turned alarmed.
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