To Dylan Wellington:
Mr. Wellington, by the ti you read this letter, I have already left with Molly.
I can’t let go of Molly.
Back then, you could take her away without a word, and after your forceful abduction—sorry, I must do the sa.
Surprised, aren’t you? I’ve been compliant for so long, yet I dare to leave you.
Yes, I, Skye Brown, am actually able to take the initiative to leave you one day.
I know, in your eyes, it has always been my wishful thinking, perhaps even my scheming clinginess to you.
Maybe in your heart, you have always looked down on ...
But I want to say that, at least once upon a ti, my love for you was pure, without any ulterior motives.
I love you just because I love you, but when I no longer love you, I simply do not.
Thank you for teaching how to love soone, and thank you for giving so many bitter mories.
I believe that in this world, there are many things worth cherishing more than love.
Like family, like friendship.
So... even though last night, I heard you say you love , I still chose to leave.
Because I’m tired, and scared.
I’m afraid your love is just an illusion, afraid that your feelings are fleeting and insubstantial.
After all, back then, you also passionately said you loved .
With all your love, with all your passion, you made believe we could be happy.
Unfortunately, when I finally took that step, you withdrew your hand.
I’m sorry, Dylan Wellington... I can no longer do it.
So things, once missed, can never be returned to.
So hearts, once hurt, never dare to try again.
Forgive my cowardice, Dylan Wellington... you don’t need to love , not ever.
Because I am no longer able to believe in your love.
Skye, remaining.
...
As Dylan Wellington lay on the large bed, his nostrils filled with Skye’s fragrance, he read such a cruel letter.
Yes, cruel.
The cruelty he once showed to Skye, now entirely turned back on him.
Only now, Dylan Wellington truly understood the feeling of being deeply hurt by soone you love.
It’s as though a hand is forcibly plunged into his chest, digging out his heart along with the flesh and blood.
That kind of searing pain, that kind of heart-wrenching agony, only those who have experienced it can know.
Dylan Wellington leaned back, letting himself sink completely into the bed.
He so wished he had not missed this, if only he hadn’t done so many things to hurt Skye... she might still turn back.
But now, he had changed, he had told her he loved her.
Yet everything was to no avail.
He didn’t know, even if he found out where Skye was, he didn’t know—how on earth he should face her.
What should he do to win back Skye’s heart?
*
Half a year later.
The autumn sunshine lay softly on the quiet little paths of a foreign outskirt.
An Eastern woman with a swollen belly, holding a little girl in one hand and a large bouquet of lilacs in the other, walked towards the conspicuous brick-red villa at the end of the road.
The foreign neighbors around had long been acquainted with this woman, who had a beautiful Eastern face.
To foreigners, the Eastern woman’s face appeared exceptionally youthful and innocent.
If it weren’t for her swollen belly and the little girl who looked strikingly similar to her, with a pair of cute and captivating almond-shaped eyes, always by her side.
Hardly anyone would believe that this seemingly delicate and pretty young Eastern woman was already the mother of two children.
The lilacs in the woman’s hand were still tinged with the freshest dew.
As one passed by her, the breeze carried the fragrance of lilacs, and even the soil exuded a lazy warmth.
"Sunny, your Due Date is approaching, you mustn’t run around like this. Living alone, you should be careful. If anything happens, just let your little one knock on our doors."
An old neighbor warmly advised Skye, who was heavily pregnant and taking Molly out to buy flowers.
The neighbors around were always willing to offer the greatest help to such a pretty and gentle Eastern woman.
"Thank you, Judy, I’m fine. The doctor says it’s good to move around more at this ti. Don’t worry... I’ve already called my friend, she’ll be flying over to stay with in the next few days."
Skye replied to the neighbor with a smiling squint.
Thinking about Lily, who would soon be arriving, her heart was filled with anticipation.
It’s been half a year since they last t, and she... really misses Lily.
[Update complete, see you tomorrow night at 6:00~]
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