Late one night, Orion called me.
“Yara, I really regret not accepting your confession back then, and instead choosing Melissa for business interests.”
His voice was a bit hoarse.
I laughed lightly, reminding Orion: “But I never confessed to you, nor did I plan to confess.”
He did see my diary, but in my plans, there was never an item about confessing to him.
I just wanted to secretly like him for a while, that was enough.
But I paid the price for my youthful crush.
Orion stopped talking.
Before he could hang up, I hung up first and then blocked him.
I think Orion and I have said our final goodbyes.
The feelings between us have been washed away by time, and there’s really not much left.
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I think Orion and I have said our final goodbyes.
The feelings between us have been washed away by time, and there’s really not much left.
The next time we meet might be at Orion’s funeral.
My future is still brand new.
Epilogue (Orion’s perspective)
Some people, you only realize their importance after losing them.
When I learned of Yara’s secret crush on me, my first reaction was panic.
I ignored the secret joy in my heart and instinctively scolded her.
At this time, Melissa proactively proposed a marriage alliance.
She had done favors for my family.
After a night of consideration, I made my decision.
Following Melissa’s wishes, I sent Yara abroad, leaving a five–year gap in
her life.
When making this decision, I never imagined how the wheels of fate would.
turn.
Melissa and I had agreed to only be married for six years.
But Melissa wanted to renew our contract.
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After Yara returned, Melissa became restless.
She wanted to harm Yara.
I dared not imagine what I would do if Melissa had succeeded.
That day, I understood one thing.
I could never lose Yara.
I divorced Melissa.
But for the time being, I didn’t know what the story was with Yara’s child.
But I knew I liked Yara.
If she gave me a chance to be the third wheel, I would accept it.
After investigation, I finally discovered this was her deceased mentor’s
daughter.
Learning this, my first reaction was wild joy.
Yara hadn’t dated, hadn’t married, and was raising a child alone… Did this mean I still had a chance?
I found Yara.
However, everything was different from what I had imagined.
She rejected me.
After I was hospitalized for a stomach ulcer from drinking, I saw Yara, but
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After she left, several nurses talked about her.
Only then did I learn that Yara had some kidney problems and might need
to wait for an organ transplant.
At that moment, I made a somewhat crazy decision.
Anyway… I had been busy with work all these years, death was probably
coming soon.
But before dying, I wanted to leave something for Yara.
She didn’t want my inheritance, so I’ll give her something else.
Yara can hate me, she can choose not to attend my funeral, but I hope she
remembers me.
Please.
This is my last wish.
After signing the voluntary donation agreement, I felt relieved.
Yara.
I hope you can remember me in another way.
Even if one day I die, at least I really left you something useful.
Of course, I didn’t tell her about this.
It’s really a pity
