When Yesseca reached the compound of her apartment, she saw a familiar figure.
She was stunned.
For a moment, she thought she was hallucinating.
After rubbing her eyes, he was still there. He was not an illusion.
It was indeed Tremaine.
Tremaine also noticed Yesseca.
Their eyes met.
It was like a thousand year had passed as they stared at each other.
Time and space seemed to have come to a standstill.
After an unknown period, Yesseca finally turned her gaze away and stopped looking at Tremaine.
She wanted to turn around and leave.
But when she was about to turn around, she stopped abruptly.
Why did she turn around?
Wasn't she going home?
Since she was going home, how could she turn
around to avoid him?
She was over him, so she shouldn't have to avoid him.
Yesseca took a deep breath and then walked towards the corridor.
When she passed by Tremaine, she felt a mountain of feelings surging towards her heart. She didn't dare to look sideways as she continued walking forward.
"Yesseca." A low and suppressed voice sounded.
Her fingertips trembled, but she continued to walk forward as if she didn't hear anything.
"I'm getting married." The voice continued.
Her fingertips trembled even more, but she did not stop.
"Will you congratulate me?" Seeing that Yesseca was about to enter the building, Tremaine shouted.
Yesseca stopped walking.
She turned around.
Tremaine looked at her with red eyes.
She wanted to squeeze out a smile, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't do it. Her eye drooped as she said, "Of course. Happy marriage."
They were such simple words, but it was hard for her to say them.
It was as if each word weighed a thousand pounds.
And they crushed her throat while she was trying to speak.
Her words transformed into invisible knives that cut into his heart.
Blood spurted out in an instant.
It was heart-wrenching.
It was extremely uncomfortable.
"Thank you," Tremaine said.
Yesseca turned around and continued to make her way to her house.
After a few steps, she heard hurried footsteps behind her. Before she could react, someone hugged her tightly from behind.
It was a warm, familiar hug.
She was sinking into his embrace.
At this moment, she felt her heart stop beating.
She didn't say anything or respond as if she was a statue and let him hold her.
Tremaine didn't say anything as he hugged Yesseca tightly.
Time ticked by.
A faint voice sounded in her ears.
It was her neighbor on the first floor.
She could always hear her neighbors' conversation due to the poor soundproofing.
And it brought her back to reality.
What was she doing?
How could they be hugging?
Their relationship was over!
Yesseca pushed him away forcefully.
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