“But, it is you, Jessica, and I don’t want to
apologize.”
“I didn’t know he was your fiance, even
though I did something wrong.”
I looked at her.
“Your thing is not my problem.”
Ashley clenched her fists and lowered her
voice.
“Jessica, I’m sorry.”
“I love him and my baby needs a father.”
“Even if I know about your past, I don’t want
to leave him, and as long as I don’t file a
divorce, he won’t leave me.”
“Because I helped you for 5 years, can you forgive me?”
I didn’t say anything and stared at her.
She never asked for help.
This was the first time, because of Jake, she
bowed her head.
I loved Jake for 5 years.
I hated Ashley.
But now, she is like me.
Jake was her demon.
I gave her the house.
It was decorated to Jake’s style and I didn’t
need it.
It was for her baby.
I can never forgive her.
A year later, Christian and I got married.
It was a great day. It was only a 30 minute
ride, but it took him an hour and a half.
I wanted to yell at him, but I didn’t.
We got to the place and he spent half an hour
to finish the process.
I yelled at him.
“If you don’t want to, then don’t get married.”
Christian didn’t want to either.
“I’m doing this for you. I wanted you to feel it
and youvell
I stood at the side of the road and I wanted
to end my life.
I thought, I came here and I heard Jake was in
an accident.
6 years later, I came here again.
I married someone else.
2 years later, I had a daughter.
Christian loved her and named her, Olivia.
I asked what it meant.
He looked at me and said,
“I L
I married someone else.
2 years later, I had a daughter.
Christian loved her and named her, Olivia.
I asked what it meant.
He looked at me and said,
“I like you.”
I laughed.
Me too.
I like you.
