In the very beginning, Julian genuinely wanted to build a beautiful life with me.
But as the years passed, familiarity bred a sick kind of boredom. He started seeking cheap thrills, secretly enjoying the rush of sneaking around with Mia.
At the height of his toxic obsession, he completely turned a blind eye to my desperate pleas.
But as he stood there, watching me walk away, clarity finally struck him like a physical blow. He finally understood why I left.
It was his own insatiable greed and arrogance. He was wrong. He shouldn't have tried to have his cake and eat it too, forcing me to swallow the humiliation of Mia's existence. Worse, he never should have disregarded my pain by allowing Mia to carry his child.
Consumed by self-loathing, Julian returned to his apartment and aggressiv
