Back to My Original Life

POV: Mia

I knew exactly it was all part of Ella’s carefully crafted trap.

There was a time I used to blow up over such matters.

I even resented Leo and Max. I hated how they only cared about her and cast me aside.

At that moment, I did not care anymore. I would be marrying someone else in just a few days.

I looked at the three of them indifferently and said, “Congrats on getting your license.”

Hearing that, Leo and Max silently set down what they were holding.

Silence filled the air for a moment. I turned and headed upstairs without sparing them another glance.

Starting on that day, Leo and Max were just friends to me. Nothing more.

That night, I started packing the important things in the house. I was going to move them out early.

As for the stuff Leo and Max had bought for me, I left them untouched. I planned to have someone pack them up and return them once I was gone.

The next day, just as the movers arrived, I ran into Leo and Max at the door.

Glancing at the boxes, a flicker of unease crossed Leo’s face. “Mia, aren’t those the things you always use? Where are you moving them?”

He pointed at the moving truck parked outside.

I stayed silent for a moment until Max asked, “Mia, are you moving out?”

I did not want them finding out too soon, so I kept my answer vague. “There’s just too much stuff. I’m sending some of it back home.”

Leo, ever the oblivious one, did not press. Max, however, immediately picked up on something. “Why are you sending things back? Are you not comfortable living here?”

“It’s not that. The place just feels a little cramped. And besides, my cousin…”

Leo’s phone started ringing before I could finish.

“Leo, I made your favorite cake today, but when I got to the training field, you weren’t there. Now my car is broken down on the way back.”

The moment he picked up, I could hear Ella’s voice loud and clear.

Max glanced up at the rainy clouds in the sky and said, “Just wait there, sweetheart. We’ll be right there.”

With that, they bolted out the door. I glanced at the darkening sky. My lips curled into a bitter smile.

Some time ago, on a stormy day, my car broke down on the road. I called them both.

I ended up standing in the rain, shivering for hours, until the tow truck finally showed up.

When I got home that night, I found the three of them enjoying a candlelit dinner together.

I, on the other hand, fell ill with a fever for the next three days.

The memory made me pull out my phone and book my plane ticket.