The two had planned to get married after graduation. However, due to Oliver's mother's disdain towards Cleo's family background, he forced her to break up with Oliver.
Afterwards, Cleo went abroad and lost contact with him.
Oliver was deeply traumatized during that period and spent every day indulging in drinking in bars.
Initially, I had planned to study abroad and decided to leave Beachley, embarking on a new chapter in my life.
However, when I discovered the extent of Oliver's devastation following his breakup with Cleo, I couldn't bear to leave.
I followed Oliver quietly every day and drove him home when he was drunk.
I did all of these things not with the expectation that he would fall in love with me, but rather because I was willing to be a silent guardian, helping him overcome it as quickly as possible.
As long as he recovered from the anguish of the breakup, I would leave immediately.
However, everything changed on that rainy night.
Amidst the thunder and lightning, accompanied by pouring rain, I was completely drenched. Quietly, I helped Oliver into the room, but as I did so, he suddenly grabbed my wrist.
"You followed me every day. Eloise, do you like me so much?" he asked.