Chapter 29%
Lincoln’s side story.”
I first met Suzanne during the darkest period of my life.”
Back then, I was being ostracized by my classmates and had fallen into a deep depression.§
I snuck into the school’s equipment room, clutching a handful of pills, determined to end my life.”
The cold tiles pressed against the back of my neck and I thought my life might end there.§
Then Suzanne burst in, clutching a stack of torn design drafts. Yellowed sketches fluttered down beside my pill bottle.
I curled deeper into the shadows as she frantically gathered them.
I assumed she’d leave without noticing me, but suddenly, she turned and asked.
“Do you want to team up?”
That was the first time I felt kindness from a stranger.
I hastily hid the pill bottle in my sleeve, smiling as I accepted her invitation.
That first meeting in the downpour became the hope that kept me alive.
As we spent more time together, all the beautiful words in the world should be used to describe her.
Kind, determined, intelligent, brave.
Too bad, the light in her eyes went out when she met those two men.}
I silently followed behind her, watching her humble herself before Maxwell Ferguson.
Watching her get bullied by another girl while I was powerless to help.
I wanted to help her, so I pleaded with my tutor, my father, to take her under his wing.
But she refused. She chose to leave the field because she loved to chase after people who weren’t worth it.
On that rainy night outside the hotel, my heart ached as I looked at the bruises on her knees.
But I knew she would suffer more humiliation if I showed up rashly.
! could only secretly hand her the coat when Maxwell embraced the girl in a silk nightgown into the room.
Once, when she had a fever and was on a drip, she murmured, “Don’t touch me” in her sleep. I stayed by her side with the IV bag all night, secretly wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes in the early morning.
I had no right, not even the courage, to appear before her.”
After Maxwell left, Simon came.
When she lost her child, I felt like my own heart was being ripped apart.
Still, I had no choice. I knew she didn’t love me, so I could only spy on her in a despicable corner.
I waited until she divorced and then begged my father to let me attend the exchange meeting with her.
As expected, she didn’t remember me. I had anticipated this.
That’s okay, I was willing to wait.
Her eyes flickered like a frightened deer when she told me about her past.
1 knew what she was afraid of. She was scared I’d be like Simon, that scumbag and judge her for what she’d been through &
My silly Suzanne, when you love someone and learn of their tragic past, you only feel regret and heartache.
Only those who hurt her in the name of love would care about such baseless things.
Watching the Ferguson brothers wound her like that filled me with anger and anxiety.!!
I could only repeatedly apologize to her, telling her I was late.!!
If I had been braver, Suzanne wouldn’t have suffered so much.
I confessed my feelings to her, giving her a grand confession with her favourite daisies.
She was as outstanding as she was in college, reaching the industry’s top in just a few short years.
On our wedding day, I smiled as i stared at the diamond ring on her finger
I saw her firmly drive those Ferguson brothers out of our wedding and a wave of relief washed over me
My moon finally shone brightly again, able to live for herself
A star as radiant as she was born to stand at the top, not to be entangled with men ä
Unrequited love is a river flowing backward. I sdently swarm upstream to return the starlight to her night sky (The End)
