Sorry, I Still Love You

On the class monitor's birthday, I stepped out briefly to answer a phone call. When I came back, I saw my girlfriend dancing intimately with him, leaning close together.

My classmates all looked at me, thinking I would get angry.

I smiled and said, "The room is ready for you two, go now."

My girlfriend furrowed her brow and said, "Why are you mad? Don't you have any faults?"

It had been three days since Luke Duncan and Rachel Xander had their passionate dance.

I still couldn't figure out what and where I did wrong. All I knew was that the once passionate feeling in my heart had completely cooled down.

Surprisingly, Rachel approached and talked to me this morning as if nothing had happened. She handed me two concert tickets.

She had been like this for the past two years.

The compensation she offered me would depend on the depth of the knife stabbed behind me.

I was always caught up in a state of anxiety that I couldn't live without Rachel.

So, every time we had a fight and entered a cold war, if Rachel had stayed silent, I would have become restless and eventually apologized on my own.

Only when she needed my help with work would she reach out and softly say something sweet to me.

And I would be ecstatic, instantly forgiving her for any mistakes she had made.

I hated myself for being so useless, always blindly giving in, and deluding myself into sustaining this lonely love.

But now, as I looked at the two concert tickets on the table, my heart was strangely calm, reaching the utmost level of calmness.

Even if the other person was my favorite singer, and I had dreamt multiple times about going to a concert with Rachel, the reality was cruel.

She told me that she didn't like noisy places and asked me to go alone.

But every time Luke invited her to the bar, KTV, or a concert, she would eagerly go and even dress up carefully.

It even took her three hours just to choose clothes.

Afterward, Luke would always post on Instagram to show off, as if they were a couple and I was just a passerby.

I felt so upset that I couldn't eat, and I was boiling with anger.

However, Rachel didn't give much explanation. She just said that I thought too much and was mentally fragile.

That night, we had clearly agreed on the concert, but Rachel didn't show up.

I didn't call or message her like I used to. I just quietly took a concert ticket and walked out of the house.

A person couldn't be a puppet all his life.

Even though it was pouring rain, I couldn't resist the incredibly enthusiastic atmosphere at the venue. It ignited my heart in a different way.

During the song selection segment, I was lucky enough to be chosen and had the opportunity to sing a duet with my favorite singer.

Indeed!

When a person was determined to change, good fortune would always come their way.

After the concert, I went to a store to buy a bottle of water, but as I turned the corner, I saw Luke and Rachel. I could also smell the strong scent of alcohol.

"Look at how petty you are, coming all the way here to see Rachel in the rain. She had a great time tonight with me. Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to her with me around."

Luke smirked, his mouth curling up in a slightly provocative manner as he spoke to me.

"Clement, today..."

Rachel's red lips parted, and she was about to speak.

But I spoke first. "No need to explain. It's still early. You can still go to the second round, have fun."

I wasn't surprised by the situation tonight, where Rachel stood me up to be with Luke.

It had happened too many times.

But today, unlike before, I didn't get angry or feel hurt. After calmly uttering a few words, I turned around and left.

The drizzle fell gently on my face, washing away my past humiliation and embracing my new beginning.