“Doesn’t this remind you of when I used to give you rides on my bike to school?” he said with a grin. ” Back then, your grandma would always give us each a boiled egg.
His words brought back a flood of memories, tinged with both sweetness and sorrow.
“When I came back, I wanted to find you,” he added, his voice softer now. “But you and your grandma had already moved.”
The mention of my grandmother made my chest tighten. My eyes burned, and I couldn’t stop the tears.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, his expression shifting to concern.
Without thinking, I threw myself into his arms, sobbing. “Cameron, my grandma is gone.”
I poured out everything to him, every ounce of pain that had been bottled up.
He stiffened at first, but then he wrapped his arms tightly around me. “Don’t be afraid, Wendy,” he said gently. “You still have me.”
Encouraged by his support, I quit all my part–time jobs and focused on preparing for my college
entrance exam.
At twenty–three, my life
heavens above, wouldll held infinite possibilities. I was sure my grandmother, watching from the
me to succeed.
As for Brad, perhaps he’d forgotten me, or maybe it was because I’d moved. Either way, he never appeared in my life again.
Cameron, now a top–tier lawyer with an undefeated record, became my guiding light.
After three months, our relationship entered an ambiguous stage. Neither of us crossed the line, but it felt like we were waiting for the right moment.
One day, a knock at the door interrupted everything.
“Water pipe repair,” came the voice.
Without thinking, I opened it, only to be grabbed by a hulking man who forced his way inside.
“Who are you? What do you want? This is illegal!” I shouted, panic rising in my chest. “My boyfriend is Cameron Wade, a top lawyer in the city!”
I berated myself for being so careless. Why hadn’t I checked first?
A man with a sharp, sinister face sauntered in, smirking.
“Well, well, if it isn’t Brad’s little fling. And now you’ve got yourself a new boyfriend?”
His face sent a jolt through me–I’d seen him before.
