I went to pick up 6

I went to pick up 6

I was in a daze, and Lucas, who was ever perceptive, noticed. He started coming into my room more often, trying to chat with me.

 

One day, he paused when he saw the diamond jewelry scattered across my desk.

 

“Sienna, I remember you love pearls. Why do you have so many diamonds?”

 

I couldn’t tell him they were all gifts from Nathan. While Lucas knew my preferences, Nathan never did, even after three years together.

 

I got up and threw them all into the trash.

 

“Why are you throwing them away? They’re perfectly fine.”

 

I forced a bitter smile. “No matter how beautiful something is, if you don’t like it, there’s no point in keeping it.”

 

Lucas didn’t understand the deeper meaning behind my words. Instead, he urged me to get dressed.

 

“Bianca’s back. We’re going to her welcome party. You should come too. It’ll help take your mind off things.”

 

My heart twisted painfully.

 

So that’s why Nathan hadn’t contacted me. He must have been with Bianca all this time.

 

Before long, Lucas and I arrived at the Mayne family’s house.

 

The moment we stepped inside, I was met with a breathtaking sight—white roses filled the entire hall.

 

Bianca lifted her dress and ran toward me, smiling brightly. “Sienna! Long time no see!”

 

I tried to smile back, but I couldn’t. I had never hated her. We had grown up together as childhood friends, but she was also the woman Nathan loved.

 

That lingering thorn in my heart began to ache again.

 

I didn’t know what to say, so I forced myself to find a conversation topic.

 

“So many white roses… how romantic.”

 

Bianca smiled sweetly. “Nathan arranged all of them. He knows they’re my favorite, so he practically emptied the entire city to get them.”

 

My heart clenched.

 

I suddenly thought back to the day Nathan had asked me to be his girlfriend.

 

Something clicked.

 

He had wanted to give Bianca these roses, but she had gone abroad, so he couldn’t. Therefore, the flowers he couldn’t give her… he gave them to me instead.

 

I lowered my head, trying to hide the tears threatening to fall.

 

So that was the truth.

 

Even the flowers from his confession—I had only been given what she left behin

I went to pick up

I went to pick up

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