Chapter 2The Butterfly Effect of Loving Myself

That night, Julian didn't come home.

I sat alone in the living room. From dusk until dawn.

Until my phone rang. It was a nurse from the hospital.

Her voice was gentle.

"Ms. Li, don't worry. With active treatment, recovery is possible. You have a long life ahead of you..."

I was surprised she had my number.

The young nurse sounded a bit shy. "That day, you looked so down, so I secretly wrote it down. I wanted to tell you, you have a great life ahead. Don't give up..."

I didn't interrupt her.

I looked out the window just as a mediocre firework exploded in the sky. It seemed to burn my eyes.

I said, "Thank you."

But the words "I won't give up" stuck in my throat. I couldn't say them.

After hanging up, I saw a new post on Instagram.

Julian posted it.

[Having you by my side is my greatest pride.]

The picture was of a hand. Wearing a dazzling diamond ring on the ring finger.

Our mutual friends liked it.

[Julian, showing off even after all these years?]

[Bought the wifey another ring? So jealous.]

Julian replied to everyone: [Not Leah.]

This time, the comment section went silent. No one congratulated his happiness anymore.

I stared at that photo for a long time.

Screenshotted it.

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