Grace watched him pull himself out of the mud, piece by piece, and become brilliant once more.
She was genuinely happy for him.
She thought things would continue like that, until one day, Damien disappeared without a word.
He didn't come to wait for her at the alley.
At school, his seat was empty.
Grace asked everyone she could.
In the end, it was Lilian who smugly gave her the answer.
“Oh, Grace, you haven’t heard? That Damien, his family went bankrupt. They fled the country overnight!”
Grace didn’t believe it.
She refused to believe that the boy who would silently hold an umbrella for her in the rain would leave without saying goodbye.
Until she found a small note, folded into a paper crane, inside her desk.
It was Damien's handwriting.
Bold and powerful.
Just two words.
—Wait for me.
Grace stared at those two words and cried alone in the empty classroom for an entire afternoon.
She waited.
She waited for him for four whole years.
From high school through college…
She never heard from him again.
She thought he had long forgotten her.
She thought their paths would never cross again in this lifetime.
Later, she met Ethan, donated her bone marrow for him…
Until that one time, when she was pushed down the stairs by Lucian to give Lilian a blood transfusion. She not only broke her leg but also hit her head, and this part of her memory was buried.
The name Damien simply vanished from her mind.
She never expected…
Ding-dong—
The doorbell pulled Damien back from his distant memories.
He snapped back to reality, only then realizing a single, cool tear had traced a path down his cheek.
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