She had also seen the hidden hope in his brief pause before he
turned away.
Hoping she would rush over and grab him, hoping she would
give a reasonable explanation, or even just an excuse that
could temporarily soothe him.
But he had seen right through her bone–deep retreat and
hesitation.
So he chose to leave.
In the most decisive way possible, leaving her completely
stranded in this suffocating truth and guilt.
The door closed softly behind him.
There was no heavy slam, but the soft “click” of the lock was
like the gavel of a final judgment, making Charlotte’s whole
body tremble.
The world instantly became terrifyingly quiet.
All that was left was the dripping of the faucet and her own
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wild, frantic heartbeat.
He was gone.
He was really gone.
Charlotte felt as if all her strength was drained; her body
swayed, and she instinctively chased after him.
But as her fingers touched the cold doorknob, she stopped
abruptly.
Chase after him?
And say what?
Keep piling lies on top of lies?
Or look into his eyes, full of disappointment and pain, and admit
she was just a cowardly liar?
All her courage vanished in that instant.
Her outstretched hand fell limply.
She leaned against the cold door and slowly slid down to the
floor.
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Tears streamed out without warning, not sobs, but silent, hot
tears pouring down her face.
She raised a hand to cover her mouth, trying to suppress the
sobs rising in her throat, but her shoulders began to shake
violently.
I’m sorry…
Bradley, I’m sorry…
She repeated it over and over in her mind, but the words were
so hollow they couldn’t even convince herself.
The kitchen still held the warmth of worldly life he had brought,
the clean dishes draining by the sink, as if the brief, warm
illusion from minutes ago had never existed.
And now, she was all alone, trapped in the web of lies she had
woven, tasting the bitter fruit of her own making.
Charlotte sat on the cold floor, burying her face deep in her
knees, letting her tears soak her clothes without making a
sound.
She didn’t know how much time had passed when she shakily
picked up her phone from the counter. On it were countless
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messages her mom had sent last night:
[Charlotte, where are you?
Why aren’t you answering your mom’s messages?
Are you with him again?]
[Answer me!
Charlotte!]
You promised me!
You swore!]
[You can’t do this to your mother… You can’t follow my path…
The men from the Kline family are all liars!
They’re all heartless bastards!]
[He’s just like his father!
He’s just playing with you!
Do you think he’s serious about you?
Don’t be a fool!
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One day he’ll abandon you, just like his father abandoned me!
And then you’ll be finished!
Completely finished, just like your mother!]
[Have you forgotten what your mother has been through all
these years?
Forgotten the pills, the tears, the sleepless nights?
Are you going to drive your mother to her death for a man?
!]
[Charlotte, you’re all your mother has… Come back, come back
to me.
Leave him, leave him for good!
Otherwise… otherwise your mother really can’t go on…]
[Answer the phone!
Charlotte!
Answer the phone!]
A sharp pain pierced Charlotte’s heart. After her mother took
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her and left the Kline family, she was diagnosed with bipolar
disorder not long after, and was now showing signs of
schizophrenia.
She couldn’t provoke her mother any further…
It was her mother on one side, and herself on the other; she
couldn’t be so selfish as to choose love.
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.”
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