Chapter 12
Instinctively, Stefan wanted to fear the divorce papers in his hands to shreds. But then it struck him–this might be the last thing Alyssa had left him. It be destrowed it, even this timal remnant of her presence would be one
Again and again, his fingers traced over Alyssa’s name on the paper, his eyes brimming with longing
*Lyssa, I’ve done you wrong. I shouldn’t have been with another woman. I only love you! You can hit me, yell at me, anything you want, but please, don’t love me. I can’t live without you, Lyssa… Stefan kept muttering apologies intil his voice grew hoarse.
But the person who should have beard them wasn’t there. It was futile, no matter how much he apologized.
“Alyssa, I haven’t signed the papers yet. That means we’re not divorced. We’re still married. I will find you!” His eyes hardened with determination as he spoke resolutely.
There was no way Stretan would let Alyssa p. 5 She belonged to him. was willing to admit his mistakes, but he would never accept Alyssa’s departure. With meting resolve in his eyes, Stefan carefully tucked away the divorce papers.
Thankfully, he had photos of Alyssa on his phone. They were small comforts in the face of his overwhelming Innging
He began searching through the house, hoping to find anything that could connect him to Alyssa. But Alyssa had been ruthless. Everything tied to her had been eased from the house
Unused clothesSold or discarded
– Furniture? Replaced completely.
Every other trace of her? Gone without exception
Just then, his phone rang. It was Juliette.
“Štefan, I saw something online about the auctioning of ‘Love, Lys.’ Mrs. Splenstone-
“What did you just say?
His heart rightened, and he hung up abruptly before she could embellish further.
“Ms. Zaal,” he commanded, “look into whether “Love, Lys‘ is being auctioned again. If it is, buy it back no matter the cost!”
After a long while, Learn Zeal, Stefan’s assistant, called back. She sounded hesitant and uncertain, as if unsure whether to deliver the news.
“Um… Mr. Splenstone,” she finally said, ““Love, Lys‘ has already been purchased by a collector overseas. We were a little too late..”
As the phone slipped from Stefan’s hand and crashed onto the floor, the screen instantly shattered into countless pieces.
He had been only a little Iara…
How could this happen?
“Love, Lys” symbolized Stefan’s love for Alyssa
Alyssa had sold it once, how could she bear to sell it again? Did his love mean so little to her?
Stefan’s eyes lowered, lost in despair, his entire being radiating sadness and hopelessness
If even “Love, Lys” now belonged to someone else, what about Alyssa? Would she, too, end up belonging to someone else?
The thought alone was unbearable. Stefan couldn’t even imagine IL
From the moment he first laid eyes on her, he had known she was the one he wanted to be with his whole life. He had dreamed countless times of their future together, every dream ending beautifully.
How had things gone so wrong?
Stefan hated himself bitterly. But he hated Juliette even more.
Would
to his life?
d everything have turned out differently if Juliette had never come into Now, he sat alone in the empty house, surrounded by an air of solitude and regret. Carefully, he retrieved the discarded rice pudding from the trash can
The dessert w now cold and devoid of its original sweetness. Even so,
And yet, Alyssa hadn’t even taken a single bire,
o, Stefan treated it with utmost care because it had been Alyssa’s favorite
Stefan suddenly spotted Alyssa’s old SIM card in the trash can. He quickly retrieved it, cleaned it carefully, and inserted it into his phone
By doing so, it was almost as she were still by his side, ready to speak to him once more.
Just then, his phone screen lit up with a notification. A message fr
- from a familiar mumber appeared.
“Alyssa, Stefan loves me the most. Did you really think you could make him come back to you by selling ‘Love, Lys? By the way, we were tangled up in this bed just today!”
