I had tried many times to give the diary to Luke, but he always thought I was using Elena as an excuse to see him.
It wasn't just him who hated me, I hated myself too.
"Wasn't I devastated by Elena's death?"
I cried helplessly as I watched him run to Nora's house.
It was just a wall away. The house Luke bought for Nora was next to ours.
It was ironic. He had been next door all along, and I never knew.
After being together for so long, I still couldn't compare to Nora in his heart.
In just a few minutes, Luke appeared at Nora's house.
I entered their home for the first time. It was spotless, just the way Luke liked it.
Luke had a slight cleanliness obsession and hated a messy house.
But when Elena was young, there were always toys scattered around, and he would frown and complain while tidying up.
When Elena grew up, she said a spotless house didn't feel cozy at all.
Elena deliberately added some toys to the corners, and Luke reluctantly accepted it.
He must have really liked a house like this.
Nora saw Luke rush over and threw herself into his arms, trembling, "Luke, did I interrupt your work?
"But I'm really scared. I'm sorry, it will just take a moment, just a moment."