09
It had been half a year since I last set eyes on Nathan. Never in my wildest dreams had I anticipated that, on our reunion, he would be so emaciated that he would seem a mere ghost of
his former self.
At the sight of me, he strode towards me eagerly.
However, he halted in his tracks upon noticing me taking a step backward.
“Aurora, a–are you okay?”
I was extremely calm. “I’m fine.”
Nathan forced a smile. “That’s good.”
We fell into silence.
Finally, it was Nathan who broke it. “I’m sorry. I am well aware that no matter what actions
I take now, I can never truly atone for what I’ve done. But I really didn’t mean to hurt your grandmother.”
“Nathan, it’s all in the past.”
A glimmer of hope flashed in Nathan’s eyes. “Then we…”
“I mean, in my heart, you’re also in the past.”
I still got some news during these six months.
My grandmother hadn’t heard Nathan’s vicious words back then. After seeing Quinton carry me away, he stormed off in a rage, leaving even Jane behind.
It was Jane who said a lot of nasty things that deeply upset my grandmother and led to her
passing.
The hospital uncovered this after reviewing the surveillance footage.
I heard that Nathan had a falling–out with Jane because of this.
But so what?
Ultimately, without Nathan, my grandmother wouldn’t have died.
Over the past six months, he had been persistently attempting to see me, yet Quinton had always turned him away at the door.
Despite never meeting Nathan, I could hear him standing outside, pouring out his confessions and pleading for a reconciliation, regardless of the weather.
He seemed tireless in his efforts to talk, but I had long since grown weary of listening.
Therefore, today, I resolved to drive him away once and for all.
“Aurora, I was simply consumed by jealousy. Well aware that you were fond of Quinton all along, I was so jealous that I resorted to cruel words.”
Nathan then took out a diary, which I immediately recognized. It was my crush diary.
“I found this by chance and saw how deeply you felt for him within its pages. I couldn’t bear to let you go, yet I was too proud to be a second choice. Somehow, I wondered if, upon seeir. me in a relationship with Jane, you’d experience emotions similar to mine. Ever since I was a child, comparing myself to Quinton has become an ingrained habit. It wasn’t until you ended our relationship that I truly realized how much I love you.”
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y turned him away at the door.
Despite never meeting Nathan, I could hear him standing outside, pouring out his confessions and pleading for a reconciliation, regardless of the weather.
He seemed tireless in his efforts to talk, but I had long since grown weary of listening.
Therefore, today, I resolved to drive him away once and for all.
“Aurora, I was simply consumed by jealousy. Well aware that you were fond of Quinton all along, I was so jealous that I resorted to cruel words.”
Nathan then took out a diary, which I immediately recognized. It was my crush diary.
“I found this by chance and saw how deeply you felt for him within its pages. I couldn’t bear to let you go, yet I was too proud to be a second choice. Somehow, I wondered if, upon seeing me in a relationship with Jane, you’d experience emotions similar to mine. Ever since I was a child, comparing myself to Quinton has become an ingrained habit. It wasn’t until you ended our relationship that I truly realized how much I love you.”
I raised my hand and directly interrupted Nathan, “Love that arrives belatedly holds no significance. Nathan, don’t come around anymore. You’re being a nuisance.”
I retrieved my diary from his grasp and turned to walk away.
“Aurora, is there truly no chance for us to reconcile?”
Nathan’s voice quivered, and his body wavered unsteadily, as if he were a delicate, breakable doll.
“No.”
Rejection ought to be firm.
Nathan watched as I strode quickly towards Quinton, his hope completely dashed.
“Here, this is for you.”
I placed the diary in Quinton’s hand.
“What’s this?”
“My crush diary.”
Quinton held my diary, observing me trot into the house to read his diary, and a smile spread
across his face.
The man I’d been secretly smitten with had feelings for me as well.
How incredibly wonderful!
The End
