"Have you ever seen anyone go to their ex's birthday party? Lucy, I don't go back to my exes."
...
Lucy seemed hurt by Jasper's words and remained silent.
After Jasper finished his cigarette, he stubbed it out in the snow on the flower bed and threw it into the trash can, ready to head back inside.
Lucy finally turned to ask, "Jasper, I've always wondered what kind of girl you're looking for. What does a perfect score look like to you?"
She wondered how she could get that perfect score.
Jasper's gaze momentarily froze, his dark eyes partially hidden by his long lashes. He paused, a vague figure forming in his mind.
But it quickly vanished.
Lucy kept watching him. Jasper had dated many girls, treating each one well while they were together. But once they broke up, he became as cold as if he had never known them.
When they were together, Lucy felt warmth from Jasper and thought she was loved.
But after the breakup, she realized how heartless someone could be. She didn't even know what she had done wrong to deserve the breakup.
She couldn't figure it out, not even after a year.
Even now, she still didn't understand.
Lucy considered herself quite a catch, with plenty of suitors.
If she wasn't good enough, then what kind of girl would be?
Jasper turned a slight smirk on his lips. "There's no such thing as a perfect person. You're great, but we're just not right for each other."
"Then what is 'right'?"
Lucy's emotions flared slightly.
Jasper looked at her calmly. "I don't know, that's why I'm still looking. Maybe I'll never find it, who knows?"
Lucy didn't quite understand what Jasper meant.
"Then why did you get together with me in the first place?"
"Because you only know if it's right by trying. I'm sorry, but you weren't the one."
Jasper paused and then added, "I never meant to hurt you. Remember, we agreed to a mutual breakup."
Mutual breakup?
Hah.
Jasper thought every breakup was mutual.
But he never considered how the other person felt.
Lucy lowered her gaze, clenched her fists, and asked, "Then why did you break up with me? What did I do wrong?"
"No, you were more than enough. I liked you."
"Then why..."
"I just couldn't fall in love with you."
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