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I heard Gavin suck in a sharp breath, and I pressed on. “Please make some time to go to the
courthouse and get this divorce finalized.” After saying that, I hung up the phone and blocked all
his contact information.
That night, I slept soundly but was swept into a long, vivid dream. In it, I found myself back at
eighteen, just starting college.
Life was tight, and to make ends meet, I took a tufaring job. Thanks to my education, I landed
a gig with the well–known Johnson family, tutoring none other than Gavin’s younger brother.
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I still remembered the first time I laid eyes on Gavin. He was decked out in a leather jacket,
his hair gleaming in the sunlight, exuding an aura of rebellion that drew me in instantly.
People often fell for those who were the complete opposite of themselves, and I was no
exception.
As I watched him, lost in thought, Gavin slipped out of my view, riding off with a girl, their laughter echoing into the distance.
That girl was Lisa, Gavin’s first love, his untouchable beloved one.
Not long after, the Bloom family faced a sudden financial collapse, forcing Lisa to seek
refuge with relatives abroad. Their relationship fizzled out without a trace.
Gradually, Gavin and I began to connect. I witnessed him drown his sorrows in alcohol,
mourning for Lisa, and I stood by him as he rebelled against his family for her sake.
I silently supported him through those dark days, my own feelings for him buried deep within,
hidden from the light.
Then came the ultimatum from the Johnson family, demanding Gavin enter into an
arranged marriage.
One fateful night, he was drunk, and after I helped him home, he tearfully begged me not to leave. The air was thick with an intoxicating scent, and before I knew it, we had crossed a line.
Gavin proposed marriage.
I knew he didn’t truly love me, but I couldn’t bring myself to say no. At that time, I was just an
ordinary office worker with a modest salary, while Gavin was used to a life of luxury.
To accommodate him, I moved into his family home, only to be labeled a gold digger by
those who whispered behind my back. The truth was, I had never spent a dime of his money.
After we got married, I devoted myself to Gavin, learning everything I could to please him. I even sacrificed my only chance at furthering my education
When I became pregnant. Later, when he was unhappy with my job, Gavin insisted I quit to stay home with our child. I agreed, thinking that marriage was about mutual support and compromise.
But I forgot that a marriage also needed lovend compromise.
fail, and Gavin and I were living proof of that.
thrive. A loveless marriage was destined to
After our son Barry was born, looking into his innocent eyes made everything feel worthwhile. He was a delicate child, frequently falling ill, and I spent countless sleepless nights caring for him white Gavin was busy with work.
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Then Lisa returned, shattering the fragile peace we had. Gavin’s heart strayed once more. He said Lisa was lost and needed someone to help her navigate her new surroundings. He claimed she was unwell and needed care. He even brought her into his company, saying she needed a job, It was all about Lisa…
Eventually, Gavin stopped even pretending to care about me. He began comparing me to Lisa, criticizing me for being unambitious and dull while praising Lisa for her charm and
capabilities. It was as if he had forgotten who I had become for him.
This marriage, which had drained every ounce of love and energy from me, left me battered
and bruised.
- go.
It was painfully clear when love was present and when it was absent.
As I woke from that long dream, I could feel the past dissipating like smoke. It was time to let
