Eight Years Lost A Love Unclaimed (Ariella) novel Chapter 62

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It was strange. I’d never been to this house before. 

Yet, as soon as I entered, a wave of familiarity almost overwhelmed me. 

The furniture and decoration style was exactly what I liked. Could I really know 

this man? 

But now I was a bit angry. He promised to take me home. 

Finally, we arrived at this place, and I gripped the phone in my hand silently. 

I was ready to call the police at the slightest sign of trouble. 

The man didn’t notice my small action. Excited, he ran to a room and brought out a dusty photo album. 

He eagerly started flipping through it in front of me, 

“Juliana, look, this is from when we were in high school. We had to hide from the teachers. Luckily, we graduated soon and could be together openly.” 

In the photos, I was smiling brightly, hugging Stanley’s shoulders. 

I remembered that day well, for Stanley confessed his love to me. That afternoon, he tricked me into staying to help with homework. 

He suddenly took out a bouquet of roses from who–knows–where, and his eyes 

were so bright. 

I had never seen such charming eyes, as if all the light in the world was in his gaze. 

At that moment, I knew nothing else but smiled as I accepted his confession. 

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He excitedly picked me up from the ground and spun me around, shouting. 

“Juliana, I swear to treat you well for the rest of my life. If I ever let you down, may I suffer a terrible fate!” 

Stanley, you don’t need to suffer a terrible fate. 

I’ll take your place. 

A sharp pain struck my mind again, almost making me cry. 

But he didn’t see it, continuing to flip through the photos. 

Suddenly, a photo of us in wedding attire caught my eye. His finger paused slightly. 

Then he showed a bitter smile. 

“This is from our wedding. We swore to never let each other down for our entire. 

lives. If we ever did…” 

He suddenly stopped speaking. 

But I wanted to know more. 

“What if you did?” 

He dodged my gaze. 

“It’s nothing. Just some bad words.” 

I knew what he would say next, but inexplicably… 

I didn’t want to bring it up either. 

After looking through more than a dozen photos, he finally looked at me with 

anticipation. 

“Do you believe me now? We are married.