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Chapter Two
The night was as dark as ink as I walked along the desolate street, everything around me seemed so quiet, as if accompanying me in my thoughts. The light from the streetlamps spilled onto the ground, elongating my shadow, yet it could not illuminate the darkness within my heart.
I had no idea how long I had been walking, merely moving forward mechanically until my legs felt weary, prompting me to sit down on a nearby bench. A cool breeze brushed against my face, bringing a slight sense of clarity. However, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't shake off the oppressive feeling that lingered inside me.
Images of the words from the letter kept resurfacing in my mind; the name "L" seemed etched into my heart. This name not only symbolized his past but also represented the unspoken barriers between us.
I struggled to recall the moments we shared together, hoping to find some clues, some hints he might have inadvertently revealed. Yet everything appeared so flawless. His thoughtfulness towards me and his anticipation for our future had never made me doubt his love for me—until tonight when this letter shattered everything.
My heart was filled with contradictions. I loved him deeply, once dreaming of spending my life with him. But now, I felt an indescribable sense of loss and betrayal. Although he had never directly hurt me, this letter unveiled a secret deep within him—a past he had never shared with me.
Suddenly, I realized I could not continue like this. I had to confront him; I needed to clarify everything and understand who this "L" was and what had transpired between them. If I didn’t uncover the truth, I wouldn’t be able to remain calm at tomorrow's wedding or continue this relationship.
I took out my phone, hesitating for a moment before finally dialing his number. After a few rings, his voice came through, warm as always: “Darling, it’s late. What’s wrong?”
His voice pierced my heart like a knife, but I took a deep breath and tried to keep my tone steady: “I need to see you. Right now.”
He sounded surprised but quickly agreed: “Of course. Where are you? I'll be there in a moment.”
I gave him the address and hung up, continuing to sit on the bench as I waited. My heart raced with uncertainty about what would happen next, but I knew this was a moment I had to face.
Before long, I saw his car slowly approaching and stopping by the roadside. He got out and hurried towards me, concern etched on his face: “Darling, what’s wrong? Is it the wedding that’s making you anxious?”
I didn’t answer immediately; instead, I pulled out the letter from my pocket and handed it to him: “Can you explain this letter?”
His face instantly turned pale, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes. He took the letter from me, looking at me with trembling lips, "Where... where did you find this?"
"That's not important," I replied calmly, my gaze filled with questions. "What matters is the content of this letter. Who is 'L'? What happened between you two?"
He lowered his eyes, remaining silent for a few seconds before taking a deep breath. "L... she was my ex-girlfriend. We... we had a very deep relationship."
Those words struck me like a knife, piercing my heart. I had already suspected this answer, but hearing him admit it still felt like a dagger to my soul.
"So, am I just her replacement?" My voice trembled slightly, but I fought to maintain control. "You haven't let go of your feelings for her, have you?"
He suddenly looked up, pain and regret filling his eyes. "No, it's not like that! I love you, I really do! L is my past, and you are my present and future. I don't want this memory to affect us, but..."
"But what?" I interrupted him, tears welling in my eyes. "But you can't completely forget her, can you?"
He fell silent again, lowering his head as if acknowledging his own helplessness and conflict. In that moment, I felt an unprecedented sense of loss, as if the entire world was collapsing around me.
I stood up, forcing back my tears as I turned away. "I need to think about tomorrow's wedding. Perhaps everything needs to be reconsidered."
He wanted to stop me but ultimately couldn't find the words. He just stood there, watching my retreating figure.
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