Ever since Sigrid saw Chase spending time with other women on multiple occasions, she had locked herself in her room, staying awake day and night without eating or drinking.
Back then, she had hoped that Chase would come to see her, even if not for reconciliation, at least for comfort. But he didn't.
Since then, Sigrid had not seen Chase again.
Even many years later, when Chase suddenly came knocking, saying he was now ready to be with her, she ignored him.
Cedric had told her that Chase had no choice but to break up, and Sigrid understood this in her heart. However, she no longer cared, nor did she ever inquire about the reason.
She didn't know, and she didn't want to know anymore.
As if reading Sigrid's mind, Chase, standing at the bottom of the slope under the dim street light, smiled at her.
"I don't have anything to say."
She had let go. Saying it would only cause a rift with her parents. Why bother?
Let her live happily ever after, knowing nothing.
Thinking of this, tears welled up in Chase's eyes, and he turned away subconsciously.
"If you don't say it tonight, you'll never get the chance."
"If I say it, will you forgive me?"
"No."
There was a bitter smile on Chase's face.
"Then I won't say it."
He waved his hand casually.
Watching the figure gradually moving away, Sigrid remembered the first time she saw him.
Back then, Chase was sitting in a booth at the Midnight Bar, lounging on the sofa, smoking alone.
Hidden in the dim light, he didn't fit in with the bustling crowd around him, as if he was carrying loneliness.
Good girl Sigrid, always couldn't resist the charm of such men, even though her friends warned her that this man was a playboy, she must not fall for him.
Filled with passion and admiration, she finally gained admission to the university he attended. Through her own efforts, she finally had the chance to be with him.
However, it was only after being with him that she came to understand the warnings of her friends. A fickle man wouldn't care much for his girlfriend.
Yet, she was deeply in love with Chase then, so much so that she lost her dignity, lost her composure. She pushed away all the women around him, arguing with other women like an impolite person, even resorting to crude language without fear.
She didn't know why Chase fell for her, perhaps only because he saw her crazy love for him. When she would incessantly quarrel with other women, he would suddenly hold her in his arms, with tears in his eyes, telling her that he would protect her, love her well.
And he did. He loved her deeply, treated her extremely well, even to the point of helping her wash her underwear. When she had her period, he wouldn't let her touch any cold water. When she missed food from home, he would look for it everywhere, and if he couldn't find it, he would fly back home to buy it and cook it specially for her.
In the winter, knowing that she would feel cold, he would hold her, let her lean on his arm, maintain a position all night, even if his arm was numb, he wouldn't let go.
In the years they were together, Chase loved her deeply, telling her he loved her every day, hugging her, kissing her, even touching her carefully, afraid that she would feel pain. If another man looked at her more, he would be jealous, afraid that she would be taken away by someone else, he would protect her, pamper her, and not let anyone bully her.
However, Chase, who loved her so deeply, suddenly proposed to break up two years after graduation, saying he was tired and didn't want to be with her anymore.
Sigrid was spoiled by his love, couldn't live without him, didn't want to break up, and even threatened to commit suicide.
He was crying and holding her when she slit her wrists, why didn't it take long for him to decide to break up with her?
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard)
Is 1515 the last chapter ?...
Is this the end ?...