Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 329

Later, when Lawrence finally pursued her, Bonnie realized that beyond the sheer joy and euphoria of being loved by him, the most valuable thing he gave her was courage. He taught her how to stand tall and be unapologetically herself.

"Honestly, the reason I couldn't let him go for so long was because he was too deeply ingrained in who I am. He personally filled in the cracks of my soul while I was growing up. When we broke up, it wasn't just losing a boyfriend—it felt like a piece of my own soul was ripped away without warning."

Even after the wound scarred over, there was always a phantom ache. Something was always missing.

But maybe that was just what regret felt like.

Life was a long journey, and no journey was without its casualties.

Between sips of her cocktail, Bonnie poured it all out. She told Yvonne the whole sprawling epic—from their high school crush, to falling madly in love, to the suffocating misunderstandings that tore them apart. She talked about how a cruel twist of fate had forced them back into each other's orbit, and how they had literally dragged each other out of the jaws of death to find a way to survive.

Three years, and then another three years. How many three-year chapters did a person get in life? Yet Bonnie had been entirely tethered to this one man from the time she was eighteen until she was twenty-seven.

He had consumed a third of her existence.

It was the very definition of unforgettable.

When she finally finished talking, her face was perfectly calm, as if she were recounting a movie she had seen years ago. But the slight droop of her long eyelashes betrayed a lingering sorrow.

Their actual relationship might have been painfully ordinary—just two kids falling in love—but the hell they endured afterward went far beyond what any normal person should ever have to survive.

Bonnie remained silent. She already knew the answer to that.

"And what about you, Bonnie?" Yvonne leaned in, her voice low and pressing. "Do you still love him? When you saw him standing there, did you even ask yourself what you wanted? Are you really willing to just let go of someone you loved that fiercely? The psycho who ruined everything is gone, the misunderstandings are cleared up. Just because the obstacles vanished, does the love have to vanish too?"

Bonnie stared down at her drink, a faint, wry smile forming on her lips. "Don't use my life to justify your own choices. You've already made up your mind, haven't you?"

Caught red-handed, Yvonne gave a sharp, guilty laugh.

"Okay, hypothetically," Yvonne pressed. "You have an ex. You connect on a cellular level, your minds work exactly the same way, and the physical chemistry is undeniable. He's realized his mistakes. You could start over right now, perfectly in sync, no awkward dating phase, just smooth sailing. Or, you could choose a stranger. You'd have to go through the exhausting process of learning about them, adjusting to them, and maybe getting your heart broken all over again—or maybe just settling into something boring, never feeling that intense, world-ending love again. What do you choose? The perfect ex, or the total unknown?"