As he carried her away, his foot came down hard on the shards.
Blood seeped from my palm, but the ache in my chest hurt far more.
When I finished moving my luggage into the maid’s room, I passed by the living room. Rhea was leaning into Justin’s chest, the two of them watching a romantic drama together.
Now and then, carefree laughter filled the air—each burst piercing my ears.
"Rhea, don’t you think the female lead looks just like you? Back then, whenever you got jealous, you’d give me the silent treatment until I had to kiss you just to win you back."
"No way, I wasn’t that unreasonable!"
"Oh really? If she looks like me, then I’d say the male lead looks like you, too. I chased you far more relentlessly than that. Remember the fireworks outside the girls’ dorm? Three nights in a row, nonstop. The only one who didn’t see them was the principal. He was away on a business trip."
"Come on, tell me the truth. How much did you pay my roommates to keep an eye on me? You even knew the exact moments I spoke to any male classmates."
Justin smiled as he playfully tickled her, his expression open and relaxed in a way I had never seen before.