To the Love of My Life - Chapter 116:
Chapter 116: Chapter 116 She doesn’t love me (24)
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Steve Burton’s car was parked in the Burton family’s yard.
He remained inside the car, not getting out.
He watched through the car window illuminated by the lamps in the two yards, as Ruby Gregory got off Madeleine’s car, her steps slightly hesitant along The Gregorys’ gravel path, bypassing The Gregorys’ back door, and returned inside the house.
In less than two minutes, Steve saw the lights inside Ruby’s room turn on.
She had already returned safely, but he still had no intention of getting out of the car.
The night in the suburb was quiet, and Steve could faintly hear the sound of insects chirping from outside through the car. That sound somehow brought a sense of emptiness within him.
Steve reached out to turn on the car radio, and a popular song happened to be playing.
“She doesn’t love me, holding hands feels too cold, hugging isn’t close enough.” “She doesn’t love me, her words don’t feel sincere, her silence too focused.
“I know, she doesn’t love me, her eyes reveal her heart.”
“She doesn’t love me, and yet, she still walked away with my heart.”
Unsure if it was because the music was too enchanting, Steve suddenly turned his head to stare at the passenger seat, becoming lost in thought.
Ten years ago, during one Chinese New Year, Ruby Gregory was sixteen, and he drove her up the mountain to set off fireworks.
Standing on the mountaintop, they could enjoy the night view of the villa area in the Western suburb of Ciawell, with dazzling lights and neon signs flickering everywhere, reflecting off the stars in the sky, creating a beauty akin to a paradise on Earth.
He set off the fireworks, one after another, as they illuminated the sky with their vivid display.
Looking at the mesmerizing sight, she smiled in a pure and genuine way.
The weather was cold, so they didn’t linger long, and soon returned to the car.
Through the car window, they could still see fireworks constantly flying into the sky and blooming.
The moment the last firework blossomed, it happened to coincide with the countdown to the New Year.
Amidst the chiming bells, he asked her, “Do you want to make a New Year’s wish?”
“Yes!” She grinned sweetly, nodded her head, looked around and turned towards him, saying, “Steve, back when you used to ride a bicycle, I had the seat behind you. Now that you drive a car, would your passenger seat be reserved just for me too?”
What kind of New Year’s wish was that? However, he still remembered that New Year’s wish of hers, which he laughed at back then, deep in his heart.
He remembered it for ten years.
A decade later, only he remembered that wish.
What she casually mentioned became his lifelong vow.
She must not love him, that’s why she remained so calm upon seeing him and Annie Beischel, undone.
She must not love him, that’s why he was the only one foolishly remembering the promises made between them.
She must not love him, and he knew that from an event three years ago.
She doesn’t love him, but despite that, she still walked away with his heart.
PS: End of today’s part, will continue tomorrow.. Yesterday, the reader who won the signed book and calendar was: How good is peace
