My Fiancée Hates Me novel Chapter 86

How dismal...

All of my memories of Garett are from my first life, and not one of them are flowery.

My memories with Garett from my first life consist of mostly our arguments, him playing pranks on me, stomping on my feet to near destruction, and screaming insults at me with spit flying into my face.

According to the nurse, she said that this Garett has been by my side the longest, so an investigation was needed in order to recover my lost memories.

Charlotte and Grace picked me up from the hospital when it came to discharging me.

Both of them were so very helpful. They told me about the classes I had been taking and gave me my well written notes whenever I needed a refresh on my studies. When it came to swordsmanship studies, I was surprised by my own strength and got a little too excited and waved the sword all over the place so much that others thought of me as a human windmill and unintentionally created a new fad of moving the arms like windmill as new way to stretch.

I thought that I would struggle at having conversations with my classmates the most...

When a girl in front of me dropped her handkerchief, I picked it up and dusted it off before handing it back to her.

"Lady Arielle picked up my handkerchief for me!" the girl squealed.

"Keep it as an ancestral item!" her friend said.

I could only smile in return.

It was then that I learned that the present me was apparently an idol of worship...

I received special treatment when I became Queen but never anything of this scale. Even the usually stiff environment in the school suddenly started appearing warmer and more colorful than my memories of where everyone was mindful of each other and just thought about themselves. I never thought that I would see other people willing to help others even though they would receive no benefit in return.

It was as if everyone began relaxing...

Did me staying by Garett's side make me and the past change this much?

When I arrived at my dorm room for the very first time since my release from the hospital, I had all the answers I needed. My room was filled with various soft toys and gifts that I would never buy myself because I always tried to maintain a Noble image of myself. I could just tell that not one of those gifts were from Erik himself. As I was surrounded with items from Garett, I felt a hole in my heart slowly growing bigger.

For whatever reason, I kept looking for him almost as if I was chasing after his ghost. It was then I realized that I could never probably find him because he was most likely avoiding me.

It soon came to Graduation Day for the graduating seniors. The ceremony was held outside underneath the blooming cherry blossoms and scattering petals.

The teachers all wore black robes while the graduating class wore bright red robes and hats. It was a mandatory event, so every graduating student had to attend. I sat with Charlotte and Grace on the cold stone steps with the other families who were all here to celebrate the graduating class.

It did not even take me more than one minute to find him since he was the one giving out a speech as class valedictorian with a golden tassel and white sash around his neck.

The scene was different. In my past memories, it was supposed to be Erik standing there and giving a speech. I always wondered why Erik was class valedictorian even though Garett clearly had higher intelligence in every way that Erik did not have. Despite the strange situation, the scene felt oddly right when he stood there and gave a speech with a clear and beautiful voice as if that spot was meant to be owned by him.

After the speech, everyone including the graduating class was allowed to move about.

I ambushed Garett with a bouquet of flowers when he came down from the stage.

"Pink roses?" Garett said with widened surprised eyes.

I chose pink roses because they expressed 'gratitude' in the language of flowers. I figured that these would be better than saying 'I'm sorry' all of the time.

"...Congratulations on graduating," I said awkwardly.

"...You have caught me," he said with an awkward smile as he accepted the roses.

He did not seem to be angry or panicked that I caught him as he was leaving the stage, rather he seemed glum and a little skinnier than before. Even his hair was different. The long hair that trailed down the back of his neck was cut short and revealed his pale neck.

I felt restless seeing his neck because it reminded me of that day when his neck was not connected...

Garett and I went to a nearby bench to sit in the Academy square that was empty from all of the students being at Graduation with their friends and family.

"Is it alright to be with me rather than with your family?" I asked.

"I heard that you do not remember me...It seems that you still do not have any memories of me," Garett said.

"Did I say something wrong?" I asked.

"No, it is not your fault that you do not remember...I don't have any parents or family that care for me," Garett said with a solemn gaze.

...I accidentally stepped on a touchy subject.

Wait...Garett is Prince Erik's cousin.

Why would he say that he does not have family that cares for him?

"Garett...I am sorry about that day in the hospital," I apologized.

"I already heard your apology before. If it bothered me, I would have said so," Garett said frigidly.

"...I called you a fake and an imposter," I said.