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Chapter 3

Word Count: 854    |    Released on: 30/06/2025

miss you. Let's have dinner tonight. - O." Olivia was trying to reel me back in, to smooth over the chasm that had o

stunning blue dress, one I had bought for her on our anniver

ase. Let's

ouching me, after she had been with Brandon, made my skin crawl

, her voice pleading. "We can fix this. I've b

ff. "There

mpty space on the wall where a picture frame should have bee

ad burned it, that I had watched our smiling faces melt into black as

ess in her tone. "We can go back to how things wer

part of me, a foolish, masochistic part, wan

utes, it almost felt like old times. Olivia was charming, attentive, trying to bridge the gap between us

wore jeans and a simple shirt, looking complete

humility. "I'm sorry to interrupt. I just... I

"Brandon, what are you doing here? I t

now I'm the reason you two are fighting. I just wanted to apologize to you, Liam. In person." He looked so genuinely

tive instincts kicking in. She turned to me, her eyes flashing with ange

ng. But this time, something inside me had changed. Instead of reacting with anger or pa

er more than any outburst woul

support. "Oof, I just feel a little dizzy," he murmured, pressin

her hand on his arm, her voice filled with the same tender concern

he needed food, her every action a painful echo of how she used to care for me. I watched them, a spectator at my own life. She

nk you, Olivia. You're so good to me." He then leaned in and, in a bold move that shocked even m

belated recognition that this was a line that shouldn't be crossed in front of me. But the damage wa

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