Eight Years of Maybe One Day of I Do—Bride Swapped Deal With It novel Chapter 121

Chapter 3

The crack kept getting bigger, to the point where I saw myself getting hurt, all while still holding on, still pathetically waiting for Julian to say something

Julian-who used to spoil me rotten, who’d do anything I asked-just shrugged it off.

“Relax.”

“You two are best friends, aren’t you?”

I thought back to the first time I met him.

Julian told me.

“You know what I hate most? People who fuck their friends over.”

He said, “My mom cheated on my dad with his best friend. When my dad found out, he didn’t want me anymore.”

“My mom didn’t want me either.”

“I was like a fucking volleyball. They kept tossing me back and forth until neither of them could stand me.” Julian laughed bitterly. “So, Aurora, I didn’t grow up with your perfect little family. My life’s always been broken. Incomplete.”

“Aurora.”

“You get that?”

Back then, I thought Julian was about to shatter. And watching him break was breaking me too. So I just sat there beside him, quiet.

“Julian.”

“Someone’s gonna love you.”

“She’ll pick up every broken piece of you. One by one. And she’ll say, ‘This is mine. That’s mine too.”

“And then she’ll help you put yourself back together. A whole Julian. And you’ll be happy together.”

Later, Julian chased me so hard everyone knew about it. Everyone took his side. Everyone rooted for him.

He’d take a 36-hour train ride-hard seat, no sleep-just because I mentioned wanting some pastry from another city.

He was barely scraping by during his startup days, counting every dollar for meals. But on my birthday? He dropped over a thousand bucks on some trendy cake I’d seen online.

He was out of state on business once, heard there was a storm where I was, and drove through the night just to tell me, “Don’t be scared.” Then left the second the rain stopped.

One thing after another.

Every memory still looped in my head. All those moments I thought I’d treasure forever-now they were knives cutting straight through me.

I watched Julian wrap his arm around Lilac and walk into the hotel. My chest ached so bad I couldn’t stop the tears.

I fumbled for my phone, found his number, and just as he was about to step through the revolving door-I called him.

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I sat in my car.

He stood outside.

I watched Lilac’s face twist with irritation when she saw who was calling. But Julian just smiled and soothed her.

“Let me take this.”

Lilac tried to hang up for him, but he lifted the phone out of her reach.

“I told you.”

“I never ignore Aurora’s calls.”

His voice was cold and sharp.

“Lilac.”

“We agreed on this.”

I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. I watched Lilac stomp her foot in frustration, helpless, as Julian stepped aside to answer.

“Hey.”

His tone was soft again, just like always.

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