"Honestly, I don't even know why I've held on for this long—maybe she was right all along."
He seemed to make some sort of decision, finally letting out a long sigh.
Love was never a one-way street.
In the past, she had followed him for ten thousand steps without him ever looking back. Now, he had chased her for ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, yet she wouldn't take one more towards him. Just as she said, their personalities simply weren't meant to mesh. Their youthful encounter had been bright and moving, like a brilliant fireworks display. But after the beautiful explosion, what's left but ash and chaos?
Love isn't eternal. Cherishing that fleeting moment of beauty is worth something, at least.
Casper had never felt as dejected as he did now. Seeing him like this, Dillon couldn't help but softly suggest, "Mr. Casper, why don't you have a proper talk with Ms. Eliza? I can arrange a meeting for you."
Casper remained silent.
Holding his phone, Dillon left the room. Before he dialed Eliza's number, he paused, thinking it might be better to speak in person.
When he saw Eliza, she was surprised. "What... How come... Are you here in Oak Falls, or have you been here all along?" she asked, full of suspicion.
Dillon didn't beat around the bush. "I've been in Oak Falls with Mr. Casper for a few days."
"Casper is in Oak Falls too?" Eliza exclaimed.
"Yes." Dillon remained courteous and respectful, "I came to arrange a meeting for Mr. Casper with you."
"Is it about getting the divorce papers? Today is Friday, the earliest would be Monday; we're too late now."
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