“Aria, your sister is already engaged to Julian. Don’t cause any more trouble. Your parents have already bought your plane ticket. You’ll stay abroad for the next few years and only come back after your sister’s wedding.” Seeing the “we’re doing this for your own good” expression on my parents’ faces, I finally realized I had been reborn. Reborn on the day my parents forced me to go abroad, the day I was meant to completely give up on Julian Sterling. In my previous life, I was also persuaded to leave by my parents. But I was unwilling. I explained to Julian countless times that I was the one he truly loved, I begged my parents again and again to tell the truth, to stop letting Celeste take my place. But all I got in return was Julian’s deeper disgust. He even coldly told the nurse on the phone, when I was on the verge of death after a car accident, “What trick is Aria Henderson playing now? Tell her not to ruin Celeste’s and my wedding.” And I, I eventually died on the operating table, watching that globally televised grand wedding, watching Julian gently place the ring on Celeste’s finger, watching them receive everyone’s blessings…
Since heaven gave me a second chance at life, this time, I wouldn’t make a fool of myself again. “Okay, I’ll go.” I reached out and picked up the plane ticket, my voice surprisingly calm. My parents were shocked to see me agree so readily. “Aria, you’re really agreeing to leave? You’re not planning another trick to ruin your sister, are you?!” Ruin? How ridiculous. Julian was always meant for me. But my parents forcibly took him away and gave him to Celeste. More than twenty years ago, Celeste was diagnosed with leukemia. My parents didn’t hesitate to have another child, and so, I was born. My umbilical cord blood saved my sister’s life, but from then on, I lived in her shadow. Because Celeste was sickly and frail, my parents showered all their love on her. Growing up, I gave up everything: my room, my friends, even a spot in the finals… There was only one thing I wouldn’t give up: the boy who stole my heart at first sight—Julian Sterling, the scion of the Sterling family. He was once a golden boy, blessed by fate, standing on top of the world. But after his birthday party, he was in a car accident that left him blind, abandoned by his family in a secluded mansion. I secretly took the keys from home and went there every day after school, climbing the wall to be with him. “I’ll come every day.” In the darkness, my sweet, clear voice became Julian’s only salvation. I never revealed my name, only tracing “Call me Seven” on his palm, stroke by stroke. He would gently comb my hair, play the piano for me, and in thunderous nights, press my cold hands against his chest. The night before his surgery, he kissed my fingertips and vowed, “When I can see again, you’ll be the first person I want to see. Then, we’ll be together, okay?” The surgery lasted twelve hours. But when Julian woke up, the first person he saw was Celeste. That was because my parents, after learning Celeste also liked Julian, secretly put sleeping pills in my water, making me sleep for a day and a night. Then, they lied and testified that Celeste was the one who had been with him all those years, allowing Celeste to take the credit that was rightfully mine. Julian never doubted it. He and Celeste went from dating to getting engaged, deeply in love. For three years, I tried to explain countless times that I was the one who had been with him, that I was the one he should love. But he never believed me. Not until I died. I looked at my biological parents, feeling only immense ridicule. “You wanted me gone countless times before, and now that I’ve agreed, you don’t believe me? Don’t you think you’re being strange?” “That’s not what we meant. It’s best if you’re willing to go, of course. You’ll leave for Europe in half a month. You can pack your things and sort out your affairs during this time.” My parents, afraid I might change my mind, hurried to give a few more instructions before happily leaving. I turned and went back to my room. As soon as I closed the door, my phone vibrated. It was a SnapChat message from Julian. [Tonight, 8 PM, Grand Hyatt Hotel, Room 1808.] I stared at the message, my fingertips tightening slightly. In my previous life, when I received this message, I was ecstatic, thinking he was finally willing to listen to my explanation. But when I went, I found out he had deliberately called me to witness him and Celeste in bed, just to make me give up. I broke down crying then, and he just coldly said, “Did you see clearly? My heart only belongs to your sister.” Thinking about it now, it’s truly laughable. I took a deep breath and replied: [Okay.] At eight PM, I arrived at the hotel on time. Room 1808’s door was ajar. Julian was holding Celeste, both of them naked. Used condoms were scattered around, and the room was thick with a sensual atmosphere. Seeing me standing outside, Celeste let out a small shriek. Julian lowered his head, placing soft, lingering kisses on her collarbone, his voice gentle and deep. “Don’t be scared, I deliberately called Aria to come. I wanted her to know that you are the one I love, so she wouldn’t harbor any inappropriate thoughts about me and would recognize that I can only be her brother-in-law.” Reborn, seeing this scene for the second time, my heart still felt like it had been violently stabbed, bleeding profusely, in unbearable pain. But I had to get used to it!
Because from now on, Julian would only be my brother-in-law. I don’t know how much time passed, but I finally unclenched my hands, covered in nail marks, and saw Julian, fully dressed, walk up to me. “Did you see clearly? My heart only belongs to your sister. Remember your place. I am your brother-in-law. Don’t ever do those shameless things again!” My face was devoid of any expression. “I saw clearly, and I understand.” Julian paused, seemingly surprised by my calmness. A moment later, he picked up an invitation from the bedside table and handed it to me. “Celeste’s and my wedding is next month. I hope you can come.” I took the invitation. “I’ll be there on time. I wish you both a lifetime of happiness.” Julian stared at my face, his brows slightly furrowed. For some reason, I was unusually compliant today. But he didn’t ask anything. He took Celeste’s hand and left the hotel. I followed behind, my steps heavy. My head was down, my mind in a daze, when I heard a scream nearby. The next second, the giant overhead light fixture crashed down. Julian instinctively shielded Celeste, stepping back, perfectly avoiding it. I was left standing alone, struck by the falling fixture, covered in blood, collapsing to the ground. Waves of pain surged over me like a tide, tearing at my nerves, making me tremble uncontrollably in the pool of blood. Large tears welled up, blurring my vision. I watched him shielding Celeste, and then I closed my eyes. The boy whose heart was once only for me was never coming back. And I, I could finally truly let go. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in a hospital. A nurse was changing my dressing. Seeing me awake, she let out a sigh of relief. “You were unconscious for two days. Glad you’re finally awake. How do you feel? Your sister fainted from shock the day she brought you here. Your parents and brother-in-law are in the next room taking care of her. Should I call them over?” At her words, my eyelashes fluttered. I shook my head. “No need. They wouldn’t want to see me, and I don’t want to see them either.” A flicker of pity crossed the nurse’s eyes before she turned and left the room. “Oh, they’re biological sisters, but the younger one was hemorrhaging badly and ended up in the ICU. Yet her family didn’t even ask about her, only fussing over the ‘shocked’ older sister. They haven’t visited even once in two days.” “I heard her brother-in-law is the CEO of Sterling Group. It’s normal for a sister marrying into a wealthy family to neglect her sibling, I guess. But her brother-in-law is really devoted, isn’t he? He’s been with her sister constantly, personally feeding her medicine and porridge, and he even hired a retired psychologist to help her with her emotional distress. Gifts to cheer her up are constantly being delivered to the room…” Their hushed comments clearly reached my ears. But I remained expressionless the whole time. I was already used to such situations. In the afternoon, the doctor called me for a follow-up check-up. With no one to accompany me, I had to force my weakened body out of bed on my own. As I passed the next room, I saw my parents and Julian all gathered around Celeste, showering her with concern. Mr. Henderson was tucking Celeste in, Mrs. Henderson was peeling grapes and feeding them to her. Celeste’s face broke into a sweet smile, her voice deliberately娇娇 (soft and娇弱 – delicate). “Dad, Mom, you’ve been taking care of me all these days and haven’t checked on Aria. I’m full now, so why don’t you take the rest of this fish soup to her? She was so badly hurt; she definitely needs some nourishment.” “Oh, don’t worry about her. She can survive anywhere. This soup your mom simmered all night long. Taking it to her would just be a waste.” Mr. Henderson rejected the idea without a second thought, and Mrs. Henderson nodded in agreement. Julian gently adjusted Celeste’s bangs, his eyes overflowing with tenderness. “Celeste, the doctor said you fainted from too much worry. Aria has always been cold and heartless, never caring about your sisterly bond, even daring to desire your brother-in-law. Why bother with her?” Hearing his cold evaluation, I let out a self-deprecating, bitter smile. I’ve been allergic to seafood since birth; I can’t eat any aquatic products. But Celeste loved fish, shrimp, and crab, so our family always had seafood for every meal. I couldn’t eat any of it, only greens and white rice, and I’d still be blamed by my parents for being a picky eater. In front of others, Celeste would act extremely concerned about her younger sister, but whenever we were alone, I would be subjected to endless taunts, and occasionally, physical abuse. And what’s worse, after hitting me, Celeste would cry and run to our parents, twisting the truth. My parents, without even asking, would punish me by making me kneel in the rain all night.
From then on, I kept my distance from this sister, giving her whatever she wanted. In my previous life, Julian was the only thing I truly wanted to fight for. But, I ended up in such a tragic state. This time, I just want to live my own life—no fighting, no snatching, and no more love. I finished my check-up alone and went to the pharmacy to pick up my medication. The pharmacy was in another building, requiring me to cross a garden. As I passed the fountain, I was stopped. Looking up, I saw Celeste. “Well, look at you, already able to get out of bed. Doesn’t look like your injuries were that serious, after all. Let me tell you, Mom and Dad are both on my side. Even if you told Julian that you were the one who accompanied him back then, and that he truly loves you, it’s useless. Save your energy!” Faced with her provocation, my reaction was indifferent. “Don’t worry, from now on, I won’t like Julian anymore. Everything you want, I’ll give to you.” Celeste was already used to my submissive demeanor, and her eyes sparkled with even more triumph. “Give up? Do I need you to give up anything? I’ve had everything I ever wanted since childhood! You’re only fit to pick up my discards! You’ll never win against me in this lifetime!” I didn’t want to engage with her taunts and tried to slip past her. Seeing me try to leave, Celeste frowned, about to scold me further, when a familiar figure suddenly appeared in the corridor. Her mind stirred. She directly grabbed my hand, dragging me and jumping into the fountain. Neither of us could swim. We thrashed around in the water, screaming for help. My wounds reopened, and blood stained the water. The icy water rushed into my nasal cavity, making me cough incessantly. I was in too much pain to struggle, my body sinking straight down. Just as I was about to suffocate, I saw Julian rush over and jump into the water. He swam past me, not even glancing my way, offering no help. He simply pulled Celeste out onto the bank. Celeste, her eyes red, collapsed into his arms, then looked at me, still drowning, and deliberately feigned distress. “Aria accidentally pushed me into the water, Julian. You know she’s my only sister. Can you please save her?” Hearing her words and looking at me in the water, Julian’s face was as cold as frost. “Celeste, don’t speak for her anymore. She definitely intended to harm you and then jumped in herself to play the victim. Since she’s so incorrigible, let her cool down properly in the water!” Every word pierced my heart deeply. My face turned purple, my ears buzzed, and all my strength was gone. My consciousness grew hazy, and the scene before me blurred. I watched Julian carry Celeste away, then lost consciousness… I don’t know how long it was before a cold draft woke me. I shivered awake to see my parents standing before me, their faces livid. “You’ve got some nerve, pushing Celeste into the water! Were you trying to kill her, take her place, and be with Julian?” “Let me tell you, as long as your father and I are alive, we will absolutely not let that happen! You don’t have a single thing that surpasses your sister. You don’t deserve Julian at all. I advise you to face reality and stop dreaming!” Hearing their angry accusations, I felt a chill run through me, my eyes slowly filling with despair. The pain that had been suppressed for years finally erupted completely. “I don’t deserve him? And she does? If it weren’t for your false testimony and lies, Julian wouldn’t have even looked at her! You stole what was rightfully mine and gave it to her. Don’t you find that utterly shameless?!” Seeing me dare to talk back, Mrs. Henderson’s face turned red with anger. Mr. Henderson raised his hand and slapped me across the face. “You rebellious child! We are your parents! Your life and everything you have were given by us. We can take it back whenever we want, and give it to your sister if we want! What right do you have to object?!” “If you dare to reveal the truth again, you’ll see what we…” Before he could finish, the hospital room door was violently pushed open. Julian walked in, his brows furrowed. “The truth? What truth?” Seeing him suddenly burst in, my parents jumped, stammering their words. “We… we were just disciplining this unfilial daughter, trying to make her tell the truth about why she pushed Celeste into the water.” “Yes, yes. She refuses to admit it, and your aunt and I are furious. We don’t know how to punish her.” They exchanged a glance, tacitly changing the subject. Julian didn’t think much of it, his gaze on me icy cold. “Since she still refuses to admit her mistake, lock her in the morgue. Release her when she understands what she’s done.” My parents thought it was a brilliant idea and immediately called security to take me away. I clutched my swollen face, my eyes numb and empty. I knew that resistance would only invite more brutal punishment, so I didn’t struggle, letting them drag me away. Wrapped in the chilling, eerie cold of the morgue, I could only hug my trembling body, constantly shivering. In a haze, I remembered the days at the Sterling family’s old estate, huddling together with Julian during thunderous, rainy nights. Back then, he would take off his jacket and drape it over me, tightly hold my hand, pull me into his embrace, and repeatedly tell me he was there, not to be afraid. Sweet memories intertwined with the icy reality, tormenting my nerves. Time passed minute by minute. In hunger and cold, my consciousness slowly faded. Then I saw the door open.
Julian walked in, his face cold, his gaze extremely sharp. “You’ve been locked up for a day and a night. Have you learned your lesson?” “Yes, I’ve learned my lesson thoroughly.” I curled my body, managing to squeeze out a hoarse reply. Watching the satisfied look on his face, I stumbled to my feet and left, whispering in my heart. My mistake was trusting his promise to be together, my mistake was falling in love with him. After being discharged, I returned home and cleared out everything related to Julian. Diaries and love letters written in my youth, photos of him I secretly collected, gifts I wanted to give him, surprises I planned for him… I had intended to tell him all the stories of my secret crush once we were together. But now I knew there would never be a chance for him and me again, and these things would never have a purpose. I threw them all away. As I turned, I bumped into Julian, who had just dropped Celeste off. He glanced at the trash can, his gaze on me still indifferent. Celeste also saw the items. She deliberately hugged his arm, smiling sweetly and playfully. “Julian, it seems Aria has truly learned her lesson this time. She definitely won’t bother you anymore. She is my biological sister, after all; you shouldn’t always be so cold to her.” Julian looked at me with a detached expression. “I’m always indifferent to people I don’t like, because I just can’t bring myself to be pleasant.” I listened quietly, saying nothing. I took a soft breath, swallowing those unspoken emotions, and went back to my room. The next day was Celeste’s birthday party. The grand hall was packed with guests, buzzing with chatter. “Mr. Sterling sure hosted a magnificent birthday party for his fiancée! I heard these flowers were air-freighted from Europe this morning, and there will be fireworks for three days and three nights to celebrate! Miss Celeste’s jewelry set reportedly cost hundreds of millions, personally bid for by Mr. Sterling at Sotheby’s!” “Mr. Sterling truly emptied his pockets to make his beloved happy! Miss Celeste is so fortunate to marry him, and the Henderson family will soar. It’s just a pity about Miss Aria, a ticking time bomb, always coveting her brother-in-law. So shameless!” “Exactly! You’d think they’re biological sisters, but how can Aria be inferior to Miss Celeste in every way? Her looks and personality are lacking, and she shamelessly clings to Mr. Sterling, even her morals are twisted! If I had such a daughter who disgraced the family, I’d kick her out. Mr. and Mrs. Henderson are truly kind-hearted!” Listening to these whispers, my heart felt utterly dead, undisturbed by any ripples. I sat in a corner like an invisible person, wanting to avoid drawing any attention. Not far away, my parents and Julian surrounded Celeste, like she was the center of the universe. They would adjust her skirt, shield her from toasts, light her birthday candles, and sing “Happy Birthday” to her with smiles. Watching their harmonious scene, I remembered my past birthdays, when Celeste would always find an excuse to take my parents away, leaving me alone at home to blow out candles and celebrate by myself. In the years I was with Julian, he would celebrate my birthday with me, we’d make wishes, eat cake, and I’d receive gifts from him. I thought I would never be alone again. But that fleeting moment of care and warmth I once had was now completely stripped away. And I, I no longer yearned for it. Amidst the festive atmosphere, Celeste closed her eyes and made a wish. Everyone eagerly presented their gifts. Celeste unwrapped them one by one, from luxury handbags to various exquisite pieces of jewelry, her smile never fading. The last two gifts were from my parents and Julian. Their announcements caused a sensation. “My wife and I deliberated for a long time and decided to make Celeste the successor to Henderson Group, inheriting all of the family’s assets!” “My gift to Celeste is fifty percent of Sterling Group shares, and the Sterling family’s heirloom wedding rings. Grandma once told me that any couple who wears these rings will surely live a harmonious life and grow old together. Celeste, you are the only person I want to marry in this life. Thank you for agreeing to be my wife.” Under everyone’s gaze, Julian personally placed the ring on Celeste’s finger, embraced her, and kissed her. The entire hall erupted in cheers and applause, everyone offering their blessings. I watched from a distance, my heart heavy and suppressed. I dug my nails into my palm, wanting to leave, but Celeste called out to me. “Aria, where’s your gift? When are you going to give it to me?” Suddenly, everyone’s eyes turned to me. I paused, took out the carefully prepared gift from my bag, and handed it over. Celeste opened it with a smirk, about to make a sarcastic remark. But Julian beside her froze, staring intently at my raised hand. “Why do you have this bracelet?” Hearing him, I looked up, meeting his incredulous gaze, and subconsciously touched the bracelet. During the time Julian was blind, even though I knew he couldn’t see, I would still dress up carefully to visit him.
Back then, I often wore this bracelet. Every time he held my hand, he would feel it and ask me what gems were set in it. Seeing me remain silent, Julian suddenly grabbed my wrist, his tone urgent. “Speak! Why is this bracelet with you? Who exactly are you?!” I hadn’t expected Julian to not recognize me, but to recognize this bracelet. My heart was a mix of complex emotions, and I was about to speak, but Celeste cut me off. “Aria, why did you take my bracelet without my permission?” With that, Celeste walked over, trying to snatch the bracelet, her sharp nails scratching several blood marks on the back of my hand. I let out a muffled groan of pain, trying to pull my hand free, but Celeste took advantage of the moment and intentionally fell backward. Seeing this, Julian’s face changed dramatically. He instinctively shielded Celeste in his arms, his gaze at me incredibly dark. “So that’s it, I thought…” “So you stole Celeste’s bracelet, and when you were exposed, you lashed out at her in anger? Aria Henderson, you’re truly disgusting!” Seeing that he didn’t even give me a chance to explain, believing Celeste’s words instantly, a chill ran through me. I raised my bleeding hand, my voice filled with undisguised despair and pain. “Since you remember this bracelet, didn’t you notice that after your sight returned, you never saw Celeste wear it? Because she doesn’t even know this bracelet exists, and she’s not the one you believe…” My words, each one dripping with blood, were cut short by Mr. Henderson’s slap. My vision went black, and my body uncontrollably crashed into the champagne tower. Hundreds of glasses shattered all over me, drenching me from head to toe. I fell heavily to the ground, covered in bruises and blood, tears streaming down my face from the pain. Mrs. Henderson walked over to me with a grim face, pouring the red wine she was holding directly onto my face, her voice sharp. “Celeste doesn’t wear it because the bracelet was accidentally damaged and sent for repair. The housekeeper just retrieved it today, and you secretly put it on when we weren’t home, even trying to claim it as your own?!” “It’s one thing for you to cause trouble at home, but today is your sister’s birthday! You put on this show in public, completely disgracing our Henderson family! This was your grandmother’s most cherished jewelry, left to my precious Celeste. How could it possibly belong to you?!” Mr. Henderson echoed Mrs. Henderson, instantly convincing Julian that their words were the truth. He soothed the sobbing, extremely wronged Celeste, wiping away her tears. Then, he walked over to me, knelt down, and lifted my bruised and battered wrist. He took off the bracelet, wiped away the bloodstains with a handkerchief, and placed it on Celeste’s hand, his face filled with tenderness. “Celeste, this bracelet holds your grandmother’s love for you, and it carries the memories of our five years together. I won’t let anyone defile it.” He finished with this firm statement, then looked at Mr. Henderson, his voice like ice. “Mr. Henderson, shouldn’t the Henderson family implement disciplinary action for privately stealing family property and immoral conduct?” Mr. Henderson nodded repeatedly, immediately ordering someone to bring a whip, taking it into his own hand. “According to family rules, for the mistakes she made today, she should receive fifty lashes! I, Mr. Henderson, failed in raising my daughter and disturbed everyone’s enjoyment. Today, I will publicly discipline this unfilial daughter to uphold our family’s reputation!” With that, he swung the whip, bringing it down fiercely. *Swoosh!* My back was torn open, and my body trembled uncontrollably. Piercing screams echoed through the hall. Blood gushed out, quickly staining my entire body. I was in so much pain that my consciousness blurred, and broken groans of agony escaped my throat. “I didn’t steal anything! That bracelet… it was… originally… mine! Grandma gave it to me!” Watching my pathetic struggle in a pool of blood, Julian showed no pity. Instead, he covered Celeste’s eyes and led her away. Witnessing their figures disappearing into the distance, I closed my blood-red eyes. I bit down hard on my lips, smeared with blood and tears, enduring the pain and refusing to make another sound. After the punishment, my parents left without even a glance at me. The guests and staff in the hall also sneered and departed one after another, no one paying any attention to me. I lay on the cold floor, covered in wounds, as the lights went out. Only boundless darkness remained, completely enveloping me. It wasn’t until early the next morning that I regained some strength and went to the hospital alone to treat my wounds. Seeing the shocking scars on my body, even the doctor was a little frightened. It took a full three hours to clean and bandage them. I was drenched in cold sweat, several of my fingernails broke, but I finally endured it. After two days of rest in the hospital, my wounds slowly scabbed over. During this time, Celeste sent many taunting messages daily. “Mom and Dad have agreed to convert your room into a nursery. Julian’s and my baby will stay there when they come back. When are you going to move your pile of junk out?” “Julian took me to pick out my wedding dress today. I thought a few were good, so he bought them all for me. My feet hurt from trying on shoes, and he was so worried, he even massaged my legs.” Looking at the photos of Julian gazing lovingly at Celeste, my eyes were only filled with numbness.
I didn’t reply to any of them. After recovering from my injuries, I returned home and began packing my luggage. Aside from essential documents and personal items, I threw everything else away, leaving nothing behind. The housekeeper saw this and nervously came over to remind me. “Miss Aria, Miss Celeste meant for you to move to the basement. Although it doesn’t get much sunlight, there’s plenty of space. You don’t need to throw these things away.” I looked at the empty room, my voice flat. “No need. These things won’t be used again, so just throw them all away. I’m leaving the country soon and won’t be coming back.” The housekeeper was stunned, a hint of surprise in her eyes. “You’re leaving and not coming back?” Before she could finish, Julian pushed open the living room door and walked in. “Who’s leaving and not coming back?” The housekeeper was about to reply when Celeste emerged from the bedroom. “Why are you here so early? I haven’t even finished my makeup yet!” Julian didn’t pay attention to them. He walked straight to Celeste’s side and playfully poked her nose. “It’s fine, take your time. I can wait for you.” “I can’t get my eyebrows right. You’re so good with your hands, help me draw them.” The two went back to the room, laughing and talking, and closed the door. I withdrew my gaze, silently pulling my packed suitcase. For the rest of the day, Julian and Celeste were inseparable, extremely affectionate. He would personally cook breakfast for her, hold her in his arms, and feed her bite by bite. He would watch movies with her, explaining the hidden Easter eggs. He would pull her onto the balcony for a kiss, letting her lipstick smudge on his collar, his eyes and brows filled with an unbreakable tenderness… The house staff, whenever they witnessed this, would secretly gossip. “Miss Celeste and Mr. Sterling have such a good relationship! Even though they’re not married yet, they’re practically a newlywed couple, inseparable for even a moment!” “Miss Celeste has been pampered since childhood, so she’s developed a rather spoiled temper. Now that she’s marrying Mr. Sterling, who’s so devoted to her, she’ll probably be even more unrestrained. She’s so lucky!” “Alas, poor Miss Aria. Not only was she neglected by her family since childhood, but the one person she finally fell in love with happened to be her brother-in-law. They’re biological sisters, yet why is she so unlucky?” Hearing their remarks through the door, I lowered my eyes. In the past, I had questioned fate countless times, asking why it treated me this way. But after dying once, I understood a truth: if I had to fight for it, it wasn’t truly mine. This applied to family affection, and to love, as well. So, I no longer yearned. I only wanted to escape, to never again fall into the mire. At dinner time, the staff announced that my parents had booked a private room at the Grandview Hotel and that we should eat out. I intended to find an excuse to refuse, but Celeste forcibly pulled me into the backseat. Along the way, no matter what Celeste said, Julian would immediately respond. “Julian, after we get married, how about we go to Europe for our honeymoon? I want to see the Northern Lights, and I want to see fashion shows. You’ll have to take lots of photos of me then. I want your phone, computer, and tablet all filled with my selfies, no repeats!” “Okay. I’ll take some photography lessons then, and make sure to capture you at your most beautiful. I’ll print the photos and hang them all over my office and study, so whenever I miss you, I just have to look up and see you.” “Then you must keep your word! When we have a baby later, we can look through photo albums together and reminisce. Oh, how many babies do you want? If it’s a boy, he should be tall and handsome like you, but if it’s a girl, I think she should be more like me…” The two chatted back and forth, seemingly forgetting my presence. I stared blankly at the scenery outside the window, not uttering a sound. The day Julian had his corrective eye surgery, I, due to the sleeping pills, had a dream. In the dream, he woke up and the first person he saw was me, and from then on, he had eyes only for me. He would be by my side constantly, prepare many surprises, and take me on dates to experience this vibrant world. He would kneel and formally propose to me, walk me down the aisle, and hold me and our child for family photos. In that dream, I found someone who truly loved me, and I had my own little family. It was just a pity that after I woke up, everything vanished like a bubble. I fought with all my might, but in the end, I met a tragic death. As I was lost in thought, the screech of sudden brakes startled me. I looked up to see a sports car, seemingly with brake failure, rushing straight towards us. With a loud crash, the entire car slammed into a bridge pier. My entire body felt like it was tearing apart. My forehead, arms, and legs were bleeding. Excruciating pain washed over me. I felt like I was being ripped to shreds, unable to catch my breath.
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