Chapter 2
The beer bottle exploded against Lucas’s back. Glass shattered everywhere.
At the critical moment, he still threw himself in front of Charlie without hesitation.
My eyes burned red. He didn’t even notice. Just glared at me with pure rage.
Emily, can you stop acting like a spoiled bitch for once?”
I bring you to meet my friends, and you can’t even take a fucking joke? You’re killing the vibe.”
If we weren’t already married, I’d call the cops on you right now. Maybe a few days in jail would knock some sense into that pretty little head.”
harlie stood up like she’d won.
Come on, babe. Let’s bounce. I’m not hanging with some uptight princess who can’t handle reality.” Her voice dripped with fake sympathy.
ucas shot me one last look–behave yourself–and followed her.
he sea breeze was cold. But my heart was colder.
lis so–called “brothers” exchanged awkward glances. None of them said shit. They made up excuses and scattered.
eaving me alone on the beach. Staring at the horizon.
our years. For four years, I thought Lucas was the perfect husband.
e remembered every special occasion. Made handmade gifts every time.
very Friday, a bouquet showed up at my office. My coworkers were so jealous.
d mention a restaurant once, and the next day he’d drive us there.
ur parents had met Everyone approved. We’d already gotten our marriage license. The wedding was next month.
ut all of that? Meant nothing when it came to his “brother” Charlie.
Then Charlie came back from abroad, he snuck out to pick her up at midnight. Didn’t tell me.
he lunch boxes he made me every day? He made her one too.
lers was always better. More food. More care,
in rainy days, he’d say he was too busy to pick me up. Meanwhile, I’d wade through flooded streets and spot him at the mall arcade–arm around Charlie’s houlders–playing games all afternoon.
very time I got mad, he’d throw out the same line: “I see her as a guy How could anything happen between us
We’re just brothers. Stop thinking dirty”
f they’re such good brothers, then once Charlie actually becomes a man, their bond should get even stronger. Light?
laughed bitterly.
A roll of bandages suddenly appeared in front of me.
Your hand’s bleeding. Let me wrap it.”
looked down. My right hand was cut from the broken bottle, Blood dripping.
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Mr. Fake Mute’s Love Game Ended When I Stopper Playing the Fool
Chapter 2
When I didn’t move, Carter grabbed my hand and started bandaging it himself.
I thanked him. He didn’t leave. Just sat there drinking beer.
We sat like that all night. Until the sky lit up with the most beautiful sunrise I’d ever seen.
I took a photo and posted it on Instagram. Caption: “Rebirth.”
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