I Deleted You Traitor Even My Blade Forgot Your Name novel Chapter 60

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fest like our love.

Seven years together.

How did Garrett and I end up like this?

At first, I really believed Tessa was just what he said the was a favor hire he couldn’t refuse because of her dat’s connection to his family.

That’s why Garrett had to keep things strictly protestima with me a work salle dying her speed wetxent

When the department head gave me hell, nothing happened. But the second he was even sigdy cold to Tessa, he got fire

Behind her back, people gave Tessa a “title“. In front of me–Corrett’s secret friiniend–tary called her “the bour’s wide.”

[forced myself to understand his position. But that “special treatment started bleeding into our persona life

Time after time, Garrett would drop everything–drop me–to go to her whenever she called

The big blowup happened one night.

I saw a photo in a work group chat.

Jarrett, who’d told me he was working late, was at a midnight showing with Tessa

The exact movie I’d begged him to see with me. The one he’d flat out refused.

‘d tugged on his sleeve, pleading: “Everyone’s going with their special someone to see Devotion! Let’s go toor

Garrett didn’t even bother looking up. “Watching brain dead rom coms is a waste of life.”

But in that photo, he looked charming, all smiles.

Not a trace of impatience.

Messages flew through the group chat, Idurring into a mess before my eyes.

When Garrett got home. I asked bin flatly.

Was Devotion guod

Something flickered in his eyes–surprise, maybe.

or maybe I imagined it.

Because he was completely unmoved, expressionless. “Are you stating m

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My heart felt like it was wrapped in a wet, heavy towel. I could barely breathe.

“Do I need to stalk you?”

“Your cozy little date pics are already all over the company group chat.”

My chest heaved uncontrollably.

‘Garrett, if you want to break up, just say it. You don’t have to lie to me like this!”

Garrett’s expression didn’t even change. He was calm, detached–like a stranger.

‘If you can’t even trust me on the most basic level, then I’ve got nothing to say.”

‘Chloe, I’ve been working all day. I don’t have the energy to fight with you.”

No guilt. No explanation.

Compared to my mess of emotions, he was perfectly composed.

He even carefully set down the paper bag he’d been holding on the table.

The word “Devotion” printed on the bag was like a sharp blade of ice, stabbing straight through my heart

All the emotions I’d been suppressing–every bit of hurt, every ounce of frustration–came crashing down on me at once..

Finally, they snapped the last thread of my sanity.

lost it. I grabbed the bag and hurled it to the ground.

t wasn’t sealed.

Everything inside spilled out, tumbling across the floor with soft thuds.

didn’t even look. I just stared at Garrett, eyes burning.

We locked eyes. It felt like a standoff.

After a long silence, he turned and slammed the door behind him.

stood there like a statue, frozen.

Intil something rolled to my feet.”

looked down,

tunned.

hocolates.

Landinade chocolates, scattered all over the floor.

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