Tricked By My Girlfriend

I looked down and saw that Rachel's hand, casually resting on my arm, was pressing against my wound. Sticky blood gushed out.

Noticing that something was wrong, Rachel looked down at her hand.

Her delicate hand, which had never done any hard work, was now covered in my blood. She took a step back in panic, her face ashen.

Her friend pointed out, "Looks like your boyfriend is hurt. You should take him to the hospital."

I had three broken ribs, which almost pierced my lungs.

My right leg was also fractured from the motorcycle falling on it. I almost became a cripple.

My parents were abroad. I didn't want them to worry, so I didn't tell them that I was injured and hospitalized. Instead, I paid for a personal nurse to take care of me.

Rachel came to see me every day, but I never said a word to her.

This time, I was truly mad. I even considered breaking up with her.

Three days later, Rachel was sent to the hospital after she jumped off a building.

After coming out of the operating room, she was sent to the bed next to mine in my ward. She was still unconscious, her eyes closed.

Rachel's parents waited next to her bed. When they occasionally looked up and meet my gaze, their eyes were full of apology.

"Zoran, we know Rachel is the one at fault. After tricking you and preventing you from going to college last year, she lied to you again. She deserves this. It's our fault for not educating her properly."

The two elders bowed to me repeatedly, making me feel very uncomfortable.

Two hours later, Rachel woke up.

The effects of the anesthesia had not worn off, and she could not move her body. She could only turn her face and look at me with those beautiful eyes, her gaze empty and complicated.

She told me softly with trembling lips, "I'm sorry."

Rachel jumped off a building because I would not forgive her.

She said she wanted to personally experience the pain I felt when I fell off the motorcycle when I went to look for her.

No one could truly empathize with another person's pain without experiencing it firsthand. She wanted to personally feel the pain I had suffered as atonement.

In the end, my heart softened.

We ended up staying in the hospital together the entire summer break.

After being discharged from the hospital, Rachel said she would help me with the procedures to retake the exam.

I shook my head and refused her, taking out an acceptance letter from MIT from my backpack.

"There's no need. I already got in through direct admission."

Before the first year's exam, I had already received a spot from MIT through direct admission, but at that time, Rachel's mock exam scores were still slightly lower than MIT's usual cutoff. I was worried that she wouldn't be able to get into MIT with me, so I declined the offer.

I thought Rachel would be ecstatic when she saw my acceptance letter. We would not have to be in a long distance relationship anymore. We could live together in the same city and go to the same school.

However, when Rachel saw my acceptance letter, her gentle smile abruptly vanished.

She erupted in rage, hitting my ribs that were still recovering from injury.

"Zoran Faraday, you lied to me! You didn't give up the exam for me at all. You went to look for me because you were already accepted. I can't believe I jumped off a building for you! It turns out you don't love me at all!"