Farewell, My Secret Love — Novel

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Mia has spent her life in the shadow of Jacob, the boy she loves but can never call her own. After a life-threatening allergic reaction, she discovers the true depths of Jacob's indifference, as he chooses his glamorous girlfriend, Catherine, over her. With her heart in pieces and the bitter sting of betrayal fresh, Mia decides it’s time to put her feelings aside and chase her dreams abroad. But can she really escape the tangled web of emotions that roots her to Jacob?

As Mia channels her pain into her art, she finds herself torn between ambition and the remnants of a childhood bond that feels both precious and suffocating. Jacob, oblivious to the turmoil he causes, seems to care only for his perfect life with Catherine. Yet, in moments of vulnerability, he reaches out, igniting a flicker of hope in Mia's heart. Can she trust that he might still see her as more than just a dependent? Or will she always remain the "poor girl" he feels responsible for, while he pursues the life he believes he deserves?

In a world where love is often misinterpreted, Mia must confront her feelings, the weight of loyalty, and the question: is it worth sacrificing her dreams for a love that may never be returned?

Farewell, My Secret LoveChapter 1

Jacob tried to please his new girlfriend by forcing me to eat an entire plate of shrimp. I ended up in the hospital with a severe allergic reaction.

While I was fighting for my life, he stayed by her side the whole time.

"Don't worry. This isn't your fault. She's just a poor girl I'm supporting. Even if she died, it's just her paying me back."

I watched his indifferent expression.

Clenching my fist tightly, I suppressed the turmoil and spoke with a hint of bitterness.

"Ma'am, I agree to study abroad."

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"Mia, you've finally come around. Your talent is meant for further studies abroad."

"I'll book your ticket for two weeks from now. Don't forget, okay?"

After hanging up the phone, I closed my eyes and tried to clear my head. I looked up when the ward's door was rudely pushed open.

Jacob was standing at the door, his arm around Catherine, who was wearing heavy makeup.

Our eyes met and he sneered, "I told you, poor people are tough. She won't die."

Catherine had red eyes and leaned weakly against Jacob.

"Jacob, this is all my fault. I had to come and check on her."

"Now that I know Mia's safe, I can finally breathe easy."

"You're just too good to everyone."