I knelt on the floor, clutching my chest tightly as the pain numbed me completely.
Alessia and I had been best friends since childhood. From kindergarten to high school, we had never been apart.
When I was sixteen, Caius pursued me with overwhelming passion. I was an honor student, while he was the rebellious 'problem student.'
When Alessia found out that Caius and I were together, she fiercely opposed our relationship and constantly targeted him.
She made a bet with Caius that he had to rank within the top one hundred students in the entire grade before he could date me.
Caius studied desperately, and two months later, he really did make it into the top one hundred.
When he walked toward me holding his report card, I happily jumped into his arms.
Caius hugged me tightly and looked at Alessia with open provocation. Her expression instantly turned ugly, and she could not say a single word.
Back then, I never noticed the disappointment and unwillingness hidden in her eyes.
After graduating from college, Caius chose to start his own business, but he did not have enough funding.
Without telling Caius, I secretly took out a loan of five hundred thousand dollars and asked Alessia to invest it under her own name.
Alessia called me foolish, but in the end, she still handed the money over to Caius. From that moment on, the way Caius looked at Alessia changed.
He always said that Alessia was his lucky star, and whenever the two of them argued afterward, he was always the one who gave in.
In order to repay the loan as quickly as possible, I voluntarily applied for an overseas assignment in Africa. The conditions there were harsh, but the salary was the highest.
On the day I left the country, I clung tightly to Caius at the airport and cried my heart out.
He forcefully pried my fingers away and pushed me toward the boarding gate.
During those five years abroad, I thought about Caius every single day.
He would always persuade me, saying, "Rosalie, you should focus on your career. Don’t give up such a promising future because of me."
Because of this, we argued more times than I could count.
I had vaguely sensed before that he did not seem to want me to return. I could not help but become suspicious.
And every time we fought, I would go to Alessia to vent my frustrations.
She would say, "Rosalie, stop being so blinded by love. He never planned to marry you in the first place!"
I thought she was protecting me. Little did I know that she was actually clearing away the final obstacle.
Suddenly, a notification popped up on my phone.
My transfer application had been approved, and my superior instructed me to report to my new post as soon as possible.
I replied with a simple acknowledgment and booked a flight to Europe.