I Walked Away Seven Years Too Late But Right on Time novel Chapter 116

The very thought of it made Eileen's blood boil.

Seeing Luke stare at her, she wanted to weaponize her hatred and plunge it straight into his chest. She wanted him to bleed exactly as she had.

"Don't believe me? Look at Gavin's private account. You've met him."

Eileen pulled up a screenshot of the "IfOnly" profile and sent it to Luke.

It was a photo of two hands intertwined. No faces, but Luke immediately recognized Sophie's slender fingers—the hands he had held countless times.

The caption read: *After thirty years, walking the path my parents walked with my girl.*

The photo showed a sun-dappled trail lined with grand oak trees, their shadows melting together on the pavement.

The next post was from that morning. It showed a young woman in a white button-down standing among the flowers on the patio, helping an elderly woman in a silk dress pick Mandarin Duck Vines.

Even from the back, Luke knew it was Sophie.

The caption read: *Perfect weather, perfect scenery, perfect company. PS: The Mandarin Duck Vine symbolizes eternal love.* It ended with a smiley face.

Luke gripped his phone so hard his knuckles turned white.

"You're sitting in a dumpster mourning her, and she's off living her best life with another man. You think everyone is as pathologically loyal as me? You deserve this, Luke. You destroyed me, and now she's destroyed you. You two are never getting back together!"

Luke drove Eileen home in dead silence. He bid a clipped farewell to Harold and Victoria before heading back to his own apartment.

When Eleanor asked how the talk went, he brushed her off, claiming he was tired, and locked himself in his room.

He had always known Eileen was stalking Sophie, but discovering she had unearthed Gavin's burner account made his stomach turn.

He never posted his private life online and had specifically told Sophie not to either, terrified Eileen would hunt them down. She had nothing but time and a bottomless well of obsession.

Yet here he was, doing the exact same thing. He created a burner account, searched for Gavin's profile, and began scrolling through the posts.

Sophie had blocked him everywhere. In his darkest moments, he would agonize over what she was doing.

Now, he was reduced to scavenging for scraps of her life through the lens of the man who had replaced him. The humiliation was suffocating.

The account was named "IfOnly." The bio read: *If you see her, tell her I love her.*

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