"Silas, you bitch, why are you still alive?"
I couldn't dodge in time, and it felt like my body was frozen. I watched helplessly as the knife plunged into Aaron's chest.
Harper hadn’t expected it to be him.
But she had no intention of letting him go, and forcefully pushed the knife deeper.
Blood spurted out, blurring my vision. My legs gave way, and I had to hold Aaron up.
Harper laughed through her tears, "Silas, I've been secretly in love with Aaron for almost ten years. Every day, I tried to get closer to him. In high school, I studied hard to follow him, in university, I applied to the same school."
"We were in the same major, but he always stayed by your side, constantly playing the role of your protector. I really hate you, Palmer Harper."
"Why! Why!"
The knife fell to the ground, and Harper collapsed to her knees.
"Ten years, ten years! Why won’t Aaron even glance at me? I thought I was finally getting him, but he hated me, he wouldn’t even touch me."
"You left, and all the blame fell on me, why..."
Police cars and ambulances arrived at the same time.
Harper was sentenced to ten years.
Aaron had already passed out.
I stayed with him and went to the hospital. The knife had stopped just before it hit his heart, and he was temporarily saved.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
That night, I stayed at a nearby hotel.
The next morning, when I woke up, it was snowing for the first time in Austin. The ground was blanketed in white, and there was an odd trail of cat paw prints in the snow.
I followed the prints and walked all the way to the Green family estate.
A tabby cat was lying in front of a tombstone, meowing nonstop. My eyes welled up, and I walked over to gently stroke its head.
I whispered, "Lucas, is that you?"
The cat meowed in response.
Tears immediately flooded my eyes.
I took the tabby cat to get vaccinated and brought it back to the hotel with me.
Fate had returned what I had lost, and I no longer had any complaints.
That evening, Aaron left the hospital against the doctor’s orders. He kneeled in the snow and called me, apologizing. It was cold outside, and he was sobbing uncontrollably.
"Silas, before I die, I finally realize what I did to you. Even if it was revenge, I can never truly understand your pain. I’m so sorry, Silas."
"From now on, you’ll have to walk your own path. We’ve lost our way."
I stood by the window, watching as Aaron knelt in the snow, clutching the diary in his hands, as if it was his only hope.
I lowered my gaze and said, "Go back, Aaron."
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