Her eyes reflected a deep sense of guilt and shame.
"Amelia, I didn't hide this from you on purpose. It's just that this matter...is too difficult to talk about. Oliver's father and I really like you, and we truly hope that you can become a part of our family..."
"But this cannot be built upon lies," I interrupted her, my tone cold and resolute. "Oliver and I have broken up. We'll never get back together. I'm sorry, Lisha, but I can't accept your things anymore."
With that, I left first, saying that I had to work.
What she thought was none of my business.
After all, I didn't owe them anything.
After returning to the company, I deleted Lisha's contact information.
I wouldn't be indecisive any longer.
After doing these things, I felt a rare sense of relief.
"Amelia, check this out. Such a great photo. It would make the perfect wallpaper," a colleague said as she came over with her phone.
As I saw the photo, I froze for a moment but quickly regained my composure.
The photo showed Oliver and Heather hugging and kissing in the desert.
The two were dressed in obviously couple's clothes, and the picture was undeniably beautiful.
"Where did you get this?" I asked.