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Marrying My First Love

Marrying My First Love

Meir Jolliffe

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From the first time I saw Caleb standing on the podium as the top student in high school, I looked up to him for a full seven years. After graduating from college, I sweetly moved into his home with the baby in my belly, and our friends couldn't believe that I had actually caught up to him.

Chapter 1

[1]

(1)

[2]

From the moment I saw Caleb standing on the podium as the top student in our year during high school, I admired him for a full seven years.

[3]

After graduating from college, I moved into his house with a sweet smile and a baby in my belly. My friends couldn't believe that I had actually caught up with him.

[4]

Caleb had gotten into the Edgewater University as the top Science and Math Electives student in the state and became the prized disciple of Kayce Holt, a prominent figure in the industry.

[5]

Most importantly, he was also exceptionally handsome.

[6]

I thought I would spend my life with him in peaceful happiness, but at three months pregnant, I stumbled upon a scene in the treatment room with him and a young nurse that was unbearable.

[7]

The lunchbox I made fell to the ground.

[8]

The little bear I crafted for our anniversary fell to the ground.

[9]

And then, I fell to the ground.

[10]

When I awoke, he told me with a guilty face that our child was gone.

[11]

The nurse, masked, had only her captivating eyes visible, smiling as she administered a nutrient drip.

[12]

She told me Caleb was simply tired of living his life under his parents' arrangements.

[13]

He went to Edgewater University, studied medicine, and even married me because his parents liked me.

[14]

As I accidentally fell from the rooftop, I silently wished never to meet him again in my next life.

[15]

But fate has a sense of humor.

[16]

I was reborn in my junior year Psychology class at seventeen.

[17]

"Krista, the form is due after class. Have you filled it out?"

[18]

(2)

[19]

"Huh? What...?"

[20]

I rubbed my eyes in a daze. "Am I dreaming?"

[21]

"Are you crazy?" The owner of the voice, holding a mechanical pencil, knocked on my head without hesitation.

[22]

I yelped, clutching my forehead, and finally focused on my surroundings.

[23]

Wasn't this my sarcastic, genius deskmate, Julian Clayton?

[24]

We lost touch after high school. Why was he beside me?

[25]

Was I dreaming?

[26]

"You...Uh... Your uniform... Julian, what year is it?"

[27]

"2013."

[28]

He glanced at me impatiently, whispering, "Snap out of it and fill out your select electives form. Are you choosing Social Sciences and Humanities or Science and Math?"

[29]

I didn't have time to ponder what was happening. Following his finger, I saw the form on my desk, already soaked with my drool.

[30]

I glanced at him sheepishly, and sure enough, Julian was looking at me with disdain.

[31]

Social Sciences and Humanities or Science and Math...I remembered I was doing well in Social Sciences, but I never passed Chemistry or Physics.

[32]

Yet, to be in the same class as Caleb, I chose Science and Math Electives, bidding farewell to top universities.

[33]

I wiped the moisture from the paper with my hand and carefully wrote one word. Social Sciences and Humanities Electives.

[34]

"Here, it's yours."

[35]

I handed it to him, determined to stay as far from Caleb as possible this time.

[36]

"Disgusting,"

[37]

He muttered, picking up my damp form with two fingers and grabbing a black pen from my pencil case to fill out his own.

[38]

Curious, I leaned over to see what he was writing.

[39]

"What? You're choosing Social Sciences and Humanities too?!"

[40]

"Krista! I've had enough of you!"

[41]

A piece of chalk hit my forehead, adding insult to injury.

[42]

"Stop distracting Julian!

[43]

You two were paired so he could help you improve, not drag him down from first place!"

[44]

Our Psychology teacher, with his large eyes, glared at me.

[45]

I remembered! In high school, we nicknamed him "Big Eyes" because of his big eyes.

[46]

I obediently opened my Psychology book, but my mind was on Julian's form.

[47]

I remembered he chose Science and Math.

[48]

In senior year, he and Caleb alternated between first and second place in the Science and Math tests.

[49]

Sometimes, when he scored better than Caleb, I'd secretly curse him to get an upset stomach during exams...

[50]

"It's a shame you're choosing Social Sciences,"

[51]

I whispered, hiding behind my book when Big Eyes wasn't looking.

[52]

"What's so shameful? Do you look down on Social Sciences?"

[53]

Julian kept his eyes on the board, but a slight smile seemed to play on his lips. "I'm interested in law too."

[54]

Ah, that made sense...

[55]

I pictured a slick lawyer from a classic courtroom drama, twisting words to suit his needs, fitting Julian's personality perfectly.

[56]

The bell rang loudly, and Julian suddenly moved his chair forward, leaving a gap between us.

[57]

"Are you trying to squeeze yourself?"

[58]

"Aren't you going to see your so-called crush every break?"

[59]

I used to...

[60]

Every break, I'd pretend to fetch water at the end of the hallway, slowing down as I passed Caleb's class to sneak a peek through the back door glass.

[61]

But now, just hearing his name filled me with fear...

[62]

And disgust.

[63]

"Can we not talk about that? It's ancient history."

[64]

I quickly snatched the pen from his hand. "Give me back my pen!"

[65]

Julian, always borrowing my pens, never touched my cheap ones, only going for the few expensive ones I had.

[66]

"Fine, I'll be kind today and fetch your water."

[67]

He wasn't annoyed, taking my water bottle and leaving.

[68]

I couldn't focus on his strange behavior, so different from my memories. I stared blankly, doodling on my book with the pen I had just retrieved.

[69]

Over and over, I wrote only one name.

[70]

Caleb.

[71]

(3)

[72]

After the sixteenth, our class became a Social Sciences class since Big Eyes taught Psychology.

[73]

Besides the original Social Sciences students, several others joined, including some from Caleb's class.

[74]

Back in high school, I diligently worked through my workbooks.

[75]

Although I had memories from my past life, my foundation was weak, and I struggled with math. Our teacher, fond of challenging us, left me scratching my head in frustration.

[76]

Before, whenever I had a question, I'd eagerly run to Caleb.

[77]

Whether I understood or not, I'd shower him with praise, and only then would his eyes soften with a hint of a smile.

[78]

"If you don't understand something, just ask me. Stop with that long face, it's bringing me down."

[79]

Julian glanced at my messy notes and corrected answers, letting out a cold laugh.

[80]

"Fine, explain why question fifteen is C and not D."

[81]

"Question fifteen?

[82]

Just skip it. Leave question fifteen and the last fill-in-the-blank question blank. You'll save time for the big questions and won't score seventy-six out of one hundred fifty."

[83]

I glared at his indifferent face.

[84]

"Who asked for your help?!

[85]

Just wait, I'll be in the top fifty this midterm!"

[86]

"Pfft-"

[87]

A familiar voice.

[88]

A chill ran down my spine.

[89]

Sure enough, Julian turned before me, addressing the voice's owner, "Caleb, what's so funny?"

[90]

Standing at the back door, Caleb didn't answer, looking elsewhere. "Ramona, the math teacher wants you to bring the test papers to his office."

[91]

"Oh, okay..."

[92]

"Hey, I'm talking to you.

[93]

What was Julian doing today?

[94]

I felt a wave of embarrassment, my skin prickling with unease.

[95]

Please, someone, cut this awkward scene.

[96]

"Nothing, just thought what she said was unrealistic.

[97]

Having goals is good, but bragging just to impress is a bit much."

[98]

Caleb turned, his expression serious.

[99]

He was the same as before, never considering others' feelings.

[100]

Maybe... He just didn't want to bother with mine.

[101]

I lowered my head slightly, unsure if I felt sadness or resentment, only an overwhelming weariness, wishing he'd leave our class quickly.

[102]

During the break, the usual chaos of students pushing and shoving gradually quieted down. Everyone seemed to be stretching their ears, subtly gathering around.

[103]

Two girls from Class One in front of me covered their mouths, sneaking glances and giggles my way. I knew they were probably talking about how I had become the butt of everyone's jokes after Caleb's mockery today.

[104]

Whatever, I didn't care...

[105]

I just needed to focus on my studies, get into a good university, and continue my new life...

[106]

Yet, the tip of my pen trembled slightly on the paper, leaving long, erratic marks.

[107]

"She's not bluffing." Julian's voice suddenly burst in my ear. I looked over in surprise, only to meet his confident profile.

[108]

"This midterm, she'll definitely be in the top fifty of the grade.

[109]

Caleb, do you dare to bet?"

[110]

My heart was pounding like a drum.

[111]

I silently looked up at the sky, "Dear heavens, do I get a second chance at rebirth?"

[112]

"I'm not that bored. What do her grades have to do with me?"

[113]

"Caleb, bet with him. You won't lose."

[114]

Ramona's voice was sweet, but her words were harsh. "If she loses, she won't bother you again, and you'll have peace."

[115]

I glared at her resentfully.

[116]

We had no personal grudge, so why was she here kicking me when I was down?

[117]

"Fine, and if I win?"

[118]

Julian, the instigator, was still enthusiastic. "If I win, you have to apologize to Krista in public and admit how rude you've been."

[119]

I finally understood Julian's madness today.

[120]

It was a rivalry between top students, reminiscent of historical figures, using me as a pawn to boost their egos...

[121]

Typical teenagers.

[122]

I let out a frustrated sigh, "Um...As the person involved, can I say something...?"

[123]

"Alright, it's a deal.

[124]

If she can improve by over three hundred places in a month, I'll not only apologize but also ask the head teacher to commend her at the grade meeting."

[125]

Caleb said this with a smirk and walked away without even glancing at me.

[126]

Julian snorted, looking lazily at me, "Don't worry, I won't leave you hanging. I'll tutor you this month."

[127]

"I really don't care about winning or losing. If I lose, it's just a bit embarrassing. I just really don't want to be involved with Caleb..."

[128]

"If you embarrass me, you'll be in big trouble."

[129]

Julian chuckled, picking a pen from my case. "You asked about question fifteen earlier, right? What's unclear?"

[130]

I clenched my fists, resisting the urge to hit him.

[131]

"Who asked you to drag me back into this mess with that jerk?"

[132]

"Winning will give you satisfaction, and losing will help you cut ties with him."

[133]

Julian said softly.

[134]

Well, he had a point...

[135]

This guy usually seemed emotionally clueless, but now he was reading my mind.

[136]

I pouted, pretending to be indifferent, "If I lose, it's your teaching quality that's the problem. You'll be fully responsible."

[137]

"If the student is a fool, even a God would struggle to teach them..."

[138]

(4)

[139]

Every day, I arrived at the cafeteria around six to grab two eggs, then headed to the empty classroom to study.

[140]

In my past life, I was at the bottom of the class, but I had seen what hard work looked like.

[141]

Besides, I wasn't completely hopeless. In middle school, I was among the top students and got into the best school in the city as a student admitted through a special quota system.

[142]

Who knew I'd be constantly beaten down by subjects I wasn't good at and classmates who seemed like geniuses, creating a chasm between Caleb and me.

[143]

Oddly enough, my top student deskmate, who usually arrived just on time, started coming early too, insisting on sharing my eggs.

[144]

"You come early but don't study, just nap. Why bother coming so early?"

[145]

I watched in despair as Julian quickly peeled and ate my egg.

[146]

"Bring more eggs tomorrow. One isn't enough for me."

[147]

He ignored me, wiped his mouth, and gazed leisurely out the window. "The bus schedule changed, so I have to come early."

[148]

"You used to take a cab every day. When did you start taking the bus?"

[149]

I rubbed my still-hungry stomach and gave him a glare.

[150]

"There's only twenty days left. If you don't want to be embarrassed, you better hurry up."

[151]

"Do you even need to say that?"

[152]

I pouted in frustration. "But there's so much to catch up on. Even if I study hard, I can't finish it all."

[153]

"Why don't you focus on the key points?"

[154]

I looked up, confused, "Key points? What are those?"

[155]

Julian sighed, "Alright, I'll organize the key points for each subject and give them to you tomorrow.

[156]

The midterm shouldn't be too hard. If you study the way I teach, you should improve."

[157]

"What method are you teaching me?"

[158]

I asked, bewildered again.

[159]

He tapped my forehead with his finger, "During every study period, follow my lead. Don't wander around after class. Study as I say.

[160]

Got it?"

[161]

Realizing I didn't even have to worry about a study plan, I nodded vigorously, showing a simple smile.

[162]

"Stop smiling like that. It's creepy."

[163]

"What should I do now?"

[164]

"Before the first class..." He marked up my math book, "Do these questions during morning study. Ask me if you don't understand."

[165]

"Questions from the book?" I looked at him skeptically. "How could the exam have the same questions?"

[166]

"Just trust me. These are key topics."

[167]

Julian leaned in, whispering patiently.

[168]

His breath tickled my neck, making me shiver. I quietly shifted further into my seat.

[169]

"Where's your first-year Political Science book?"

[170]

"After first year... I threw it away..."

[171]

Julian looked at me, speechless. "I figured. Use mine. I've marked the key points."

[172]

He tossed a book onto my desk.

[173]

A top student indeed. His book was as pristine as new, barely any creases.

[174]

I opened the first page. Under "Julian" on the title page, there were two lines of poetry in a delicate calligraphic style, "The clouds shadowed the beneath, the fog hindered the heath."

[175]

I scratched my head, "What a coincidence!

[176]

The poem in your book is my favorite too!"

[177]

He suddenly snatched the book back, using a ruler to cut out the title page.

[178]

"I didn't notice until you mentioned it.

[179]

No wonder my first-year Political Science was so bad."

[180]

"Be reasonable, will you?"

[181]

I grumbled, "You wrote it yourself!"

[182]

That evening during study hall, I was hunched over my desk, scribbling furiously. To finish the five math problems Julian assigned before returning to the dorm, I only had cookies from the convenience store for dinner.

[183]

The lights flickered and went out, and the entire classroom plunged into darkness.

[184]

A black-out?

[185]

Students either gasped or cheered, and the previously quiet air was suddenly filled with excitement.

[186]

"Don't panic, everyone. I just received notice that this might last until tomorrow morning due to cable repairs nearby.

[187]

Pack up and head home early. If you need to call your parents, borrow a phone from me..."

[188]

Rylie appeared at the door, announcing the early dismissal.

[189]

I was worried. The dorms would be dark too. How would I finish my work tonight?

[190]

"Hey."

[191]

A lazy voice sounded in the darkness beside me, nearly making me jump out of my seat.

[192]

"What?!"

[193]

"I'm leaving. Do you have a place to study tonight?

[194]

If not,

[195]

You can come to my house."

[196]

"Go...

[197]

To your house?"

[198]

"Yeah,

[199]

My parents aren't home."

[200]

This... This... What was he planning?

[201]

I tightened my collar defensively, "Just the two of us? That might not look right..."

[202]

"Are you crazy, Krista?"

[203]

Julian snorted, annoyed. "My cousin is in our school's middle school. She texted me saying she's coming over to study because of the black-out.

[204]

Come if you want. Stop imagining things..."

[205]

"Oh... Then I'll go, I'll go!"

[206]

I nodded eagerly in the darkness, unsure if he could see me. "Can you check the problems for me tonight?"

[207]

He finally responded with a nod, his mood brightened like a sunny day. "Study until eleven, then you can walk back to the dorm with her. Saves me from having to take her."

[208]

(05)

[209]

"I lucked out with the right answer to the fifth question, but I don't know the process.

[210]

Will I get any points for that?"

[211]

"The result isn't important. I'll write out the process for you. Just remember how it's done for this exam. Practice more variations later..."

[212]

As Julian explained, he noticed me eyeing an unopened pack of instant noodles on the coffee table with longing.

[213]

"Hungry?"

[214]

I had only eaten a cookie for dinner,

[215]

So I nodded with a pout, hoping he'd offer me the noodles.

[216]

"Wait, I'll cook it for you."

[217]

"What? No need, I can eat it dry..."

[218]

He shot me a look, and I wisely swallowed the rest of my words.

[219]

Well, being dependent on others, even eating instant noodles requires permission.

[220]

"Is it good?"

[221]

"Mmm."

[222]

I mumbled, with noodles stuffed in my mouth.

[223]

"What makes it good?"

[224]

I glanced at him warily, swallowed, and cleared my throat. "The noodles are chewy, and the broth is really flavorful. I've never had such delicious instant noodles!"

[225]

Julian nodded in satisfaction and continued grading my homework.

[226]

"Cousin! Julian! Open the door, I'm exhausted..."

[227]

"I'll get it. You keep grading my work."

[228]

I rushed to the door, eager to please.

[229]

A petite figure quickly slipped inside, not wearing a uniform, but a pink baseball jacket. As she changed shoes, her brown ponytail fell, covering her face.

[230]

"Hi, I'm your brother's classmate..."

[231]

"Oh, hi, I'm his cousin, Kallie."

[232]

She lifted her youthful face, smiling warmly at me.

[233]

Kallie? Her face seemed familiar,

[234]

Like I'd seen her somewhere before.

[235]

"Julian, what's that delicious smell? I'm hungry too..."

[236]

"There's some in the pot, help yourself."

[237]

"What are you standing there for? Come over, I'll explain this problem to you..."

[238]

"Julian, is she your girlfriend?"

[239]

Kallie asked, grinning as she sat at the table with her noodles.

[240]

"Hmph, her as a girlfriend?" Julian glanced at me. "Besides, she has a crush, right?"

[241]

"Who's the crush? Don't tell me it's..."

[242]

"Yep, it's your idol, Caleb," Julian teased, dragging out the last word.

[243]

"Oh no! Another rival." Kallie pouted in dissatisfaction.

[244]

Rival? Come on.

[245]

I gave a wry smile. I couldn't compete with Caleb's admirers. Even after marriage, there were still those trying to steal him away.

[246]

I'd already paid the price with my life and my child's for my stubbornness. In this life, whoever wants to take that burden can have it.

[247]

Thinking of this, my spirits sank, and I suddenly lost interest in studying with them.

[248]

"I'm leaving. You guys continue."

[249]

"Wait... I'll walk you out! Kallie, lock up after yourself."

[250]

"No need, I can go back alone."

[251]

I grabbed my backpack and quickly left.

[252]

(06)

[253]

On the day the results were posted, I squeezed through the crowd at the bulletin board, searching for my name from the back.

[254]

Forty-sixth in Social Sciences and Humanities Electives, with Psychology and Modern History both in the top twenty. Even my weakest subject, math, ranked 101st with 116 points.

[255]

The best I've ever done in high school, in this life and the last.

[256]

I barely contained my excitement, resisting the urge to scream with joy in front of everyone. My steps back to class felt like I was walking on air.

[257]

"I..."

[258]

"I know, you've improved a lot, as expected."

[259]

Julian seemed to know even before I did, casually flipping through a book at his desk.

[260]

Julian's usually annoying face looked particularly endearing to me now.

[261]

"Remember," he lightly tapped my forehead with his finger, "this success only shows I guessed the exam topics well. It's just a quick fix. Math is still your weakness.

[262]

Go back and thoroughly practice the areas I marked for you."

[263]

"Okay, I'll do whatever you say."

[264]

I gave a flattering smile, determined to cling to him for the sake of my new future.

[265]

"Krista, someone's looking for you."

[266]

Julian and I exchanged a knowing glance, and he pointed to the back door.

[267]

I was still basking in the joy of my rapid progress.

[268]

Out of over eight hundred students, with nearly four hundred in Social Sciences and Humanities Electives,

[269]

I had jumped from 380th in the year-end exam to 46th in this one. It was even better than I had hoped.

[270]

I straightened my clothes, deliberately trailing behind Julian, unable to hide my smugness as I walked out of the classroom.

[271]

"Keeping your promise, huh? Here to apologize?"

[272]

Julian raised an eyebrow.

[273]

"She improved by over three hundred places, and you only got second in Social Sciences and Humanities this time."

[274]

Caleb smirked. "Seems like you really put in a lot of effort tutoring her."

[275]

"Cut the nonsense. You promised to apologize, so do it."

[276]

"Alright, Krista, I'm sorry. Didn't expect you weren't completely useless."

[277]

My excitement was doused. Why did I even hope to prove myself in front of someone like Caleb?

[278]

It only gave him another chance to mock me.

[279]

I clenched my fists.

[280]

"Are you done? If so, I'll be going."

[281]

"Why the rush?

[282]

Even if you made it to the top fifty, it's still hard to get into the same university as me, right?"

[283]

"Who says she wants to go to the same university as you?"

[284]

"Isn't it? Otherwise, ask her why she's suddenly so focused on studying?"

[285]

"Caleb, this is my achievement, my life. You have no right to judge."

[286]

Caleb's eyes were dark, like a bottomless well.

[287]

"With your brains, it's hard to say if you didn't cheat."

[288]

Smack! Caleb winced, turning slightly, a faint handprint appearing on his left cheek.

[289]

"Krista, are you crazy?!" Ramona shrieked.

[290]

I shook my right hand, which stung from the force, and looked at Caleb expressionlessly.

[291]

"You better not be so full of yourself."

[292]

I turned and walked back to class under everyone's gaze, my palm already white from my own grip.

[293]

That slap was a release of the resentment I'd been holding in.

[294]

Since my rebirth, I've been controlling myself, not letting hatred drive me to do anything reckless.

[295]

I kept telling myself that this second chance wasn't meant for me to live for others again.

[296]

"Caleb, I'm trying hard to forget everything from the past.

[297]

You better... Better not provoke me again."

[298]

(07)

[299]

"On Saturday, the school is organizing a hike up Shellbiens Mountain to watch the sunrise.

[300]

Everyone should go. If you can't, report to me..."

[301]

"Sir, I have something to do, so I'll need to take leave..."

[302]

I paused my work on the Modern History workbooks and timidly raised my hand.

[303]

"She doesn't have anything, she's not taking leave."

[304]

Julian pulled my raised arm down.

[305]

"What are you doing? I have tutoring this weekend!"

[306]

"I know you want to study hard now, but what does the Modern History say?"

[307]

He took my pen and tapped the paper. "All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy."

[308]

"But I don't want to go. Hiking is too tiring."

[309]

"I'll carry your bag for you, okay?"

[310]

I glanced at him, shivering slightly. "Why are you suddenly being so nice to me?"

[311]

"Don't overthink it. I just mean you should bring more snacks."

[312]

So, on Saturday afternoon, filled with resentment, I munched on cold buns from the cafeteria as I boarded the school bus to Shellbiens Mountain.

[313]

The hours-long bus ride left me dizzy and nauseous, with no way to open the window. I nearly threw up inside.

[314]

"Can you stop looking like you're about to puke? It's making me sick too..."

[315]

Julian weakly nudged me.

[316]

I turned to see his face even paler than mine.

[317]

"Hang in there, the teacher said we're almost there."

[318]

"I... I can't. Tell the teacher I'll join the last group going up later. You go with...

[319]

Ugh...

[320]

I watched in despair as Julian vomited into my bag.

[321]

"Alright, the bag is yours. If I survive the climb, I'll bring you some medicine. Hang in there."

[322]

With that, I pinched my nose and quickly got off the bus.

[323]

In the past, I didn't know any of the students in the Social Sciences and Humanities Electives class. This time around, I was so focused on studying that I rarely spoke to anyone. For the first time, I felt the absence of Julian's chatter, and everything seemed a bit off.

[324]

"Hey, didn't you bring a flashlight? Use mine!"

[325]

I approached a familiar-looking girl and offered.

[326]

"Uh, thank you, but I'm with her,"

[327]

She pointed to Ramona beside her.

[328]

"No worries..." I backed away.

[329]

Climbing Shellbiens Mountain alone was a bit dull. It would be nice to run into some friends from the Science and Math Electives class from my past...

[330]

By the time I reached halfway up, I had unknowingly fallen behind. The students behind me were sparse.

[331]

Just then, my stomach started grumbling, probably from the cold buns I had earlier.

[332]

I worried that I might not catch up later.

[333]

Clutching my aching stomach, I hesitated but eventually dashed into the restroom.

[334]

After spending over twenty minutes in there, I emerged anxiously, only to find the group had vanished.

[335]

Staring at the dark rocks, I swallowed nervously and gripped my flashlight tightly.

[336]

The higher I climbed, the stronger the wind became.

[337]

Wearing only a thin hoodie, I freed a hand from my hiking stick to hold my collar tightly, trying to keep the cold wind from sneaking in.

[338]

Without the support of the stick, the narrow and steep steps made me lose my balance. My foot twisted, and I fell backward, my heart sinking with dread, thinking this was it.

[339]

Suddenly, a pair of strong hands caught me from behind.

[340]

I opened my eyes, which I had tightly shut. My flashlight had already rolled to the side, and the figure in front of me wavered under the dim streetlight, looking somewhat familiar.

[341]

"Be careful."

[342]

"What... What are you doing here?"

[343]

I frowned, pulling away from Caleb's hand.

[344]

He raised an eyebrow, "I saw you falling behind and thought you might be upset about my rejection and doing something reckless."

[345]

"Are you crazy?"

[346]

"Watch your tone, especially to your rescuer."

[347]

"I wouldn't have died even if you hadn't saved me."

[348]

I glared at him and started to walk away, but a sharp pain shot through my left ankle.

[349]

"Why are you limping?"

[350]

"None of your business."

[351]

"Want me to carry you?"

[352]

"I can walk myself."

[353]

"How about I help you?"

[354]

I stopped, frowning at him. "I told you before, I won't bother you anymore. Can you just stay away from me?"

[355]

"With your limping, you'll never catch up with the group. Let me take you back."

[356]

Ignoring my words, Caleb draped my arm over his shoulder.

[357]

I glanced up. "We're almost at the top. I'll take the cable car down later..."

[358]

"Alright. I'll go with you, so no one can say I left you in the lurch."

[359]

His tone was still cold, which was quite annoying.

[360]

Who asked for his help anyway?

[361]

"Why are you here?"

[362]

"Same as you, fell behind."

[363]

Caleb's profile was as handsome as ever, with sweaty hair sticking to his forehead, leading down to a prominent nose and firm lips...

[364]

Such a good-looking person, yet with such a malicious heart.

[365]

I lowered my gaze, unwilling to look at him any longer.

[366]

(08)

[367]

"How much longer until we reach the top?"

[368]

"Not far, I think. Why asking?"

[369]

"Nothing." I tightened my collar as the wind grew stronger the higher we climbed. My ankle throbbed with pain, but I gritted my teeth, refusing to show weakness in front of Caleb.

[370]

"There's a corner here where we can block the wind. Let's rest for a bit." Caleb set me down behind a large rock and tossed his jacket to me.

[371]

"Here, put it on."

[372]

"No, thanks." I waved it off stiffly, throwing the jacket back.

[373]

"Suit yourself." He sat down casually, blocking most of the wind for me.

[374]

"What I said last time was a bit harsh. Don't take it to heart."

[375]

I didn't respond.

[376]

"Why has your attitude changed so suddenly?"

[377]

Caleb didn't look at me, his voice muffled by the wind.

[378]

I turned slightly, gazing at the endless mountain path behind us.

[379]

No tears, no soft heart, just a heart as cold as his.

[380]

"I actually know what you've done. I've seen it all."

[381]

He lowered his eyes, his thick lashes casting shadows like little fans.

[382]

I was slightly surprised.

[383]

"Don't get me wrong."

[384]

He glanced at me awkwardly. "I just wanted to tell you that I've apologized, so you don't have to look so upset whenever you see me."

[385]

The first hint of red appeared on the horizon. If we didn't keep climbing, we'd miss the sunrise today.

[386]

I tried moving my ankle, but the sharp pain made me gasp involuntarily.

[387]

"Let me see." Caleb didn't give me time to refuse, gently holding my foot and removing my shoe.

[388]

My right ankle, along with the top of my foot, was already swollen. His touch made tears fall reflexively onto his hand.

[389]

"Did I hurt you? I'll be gentle then, sweetheart..."

[390]

"What did you call me?"

[391]

I was momentarily stunned.

[392]

"Caleb, let her go!"

[393]

A familiar figure appeared on the stone steps-Julian.

[394]

His face was frighteningly cold, his chest heaving slightly from exertion.

[395]

"Everyone thought something happened to you two, but you seem quite at ease."

[396]

"What nonsense are you talking..."

[397]

Seeing Julian, I unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, then felt a bit flustered.

[398]

"What's going on? Does it concern you?"

[399]

Caleb's expression was unreadable.

[400]

"It doesn't concern me, but the teacher asked me to find you both. Hurry down the mountain.

[401]

If you don't return soon, the school will call the police."

[402]

Julian frowned. "Krista, is your foot hurt? I'll carry you down."

[403]

"No need, you're already out of breath. I'll carry her, and you lead the way."

[404]

"Thanks for the offer, but this path is too narrow to carry me. You might not care, but I do..."

[405]

I struggled to stand, but Julian held my arm.

[406]

"Alright, don't be stubborn." Julian crouched down. "Get on, trust me."

[407]

I leaned against Julian's back, listening to his heartbeat through the thin black T-shirt. My own heart raced, like butterflies in my stomach before a big event.

[408]

"Hold on tight," he whispered, gently adjusting my legs.

[409]

I felt a bit awkward but clung to his neck to avoid falling.

[410]

"Are you okay? Your steps seem unsteady," Caleb commented lazily from behind us.

[411]

"I'm still in better shape than you."

[412]

"Better than me? Did you ever win a fight against me as a kid?"

[413]

"I let you win, didn't you know?"

[414]

I rolled my eyes, the embarrassment I felt earlier vanished.

[415]

How could these two high schoolers be so childish yet so much smarter than me?

[416]

Life truly was unfair.

[417]

"Julian, are you feeling better from the car sickness?

[418]

If you're still uncomfortable, I can walk on my own..."

[419]

"Who... who said I was car sick?"

[420]

Julian blushed, turning his head slightly. "Krista, give me a break, don't say that now..."

[421]

"Sure, but about the upcoming exam papers..."

[422]

"I'll explain them to you, even more thoroughly than Carol."

[423]

"Deal."

[424]

I pinched him playfully, then exclaimed loudly, "Wow, Julian, I never noticed how strong your shoulders are! Such muscles!"

[425]

"Not bad, right? Try pinching my arm, see if you can."

[426]

"Wow, I really can't pinch it!"

[427]

I exaggeratedly shouted.

[428]

Caleb, with a dark expression, quickened his pace to pass us.

[429]

Back in the car, after a half-hour lecture from Rylie, I pretended to be exhausted from low blood sugar and closed my eyes to rest, avoiding further scolding.

[430]

"Hey, wake up, I know you're not asleep."

[431]

"Oh, come on!" I opened one eye, annoyed.

[432]

"Stretch out your foot."

[433]

"What for? Are you a pervert?"

[434]

"Stop joking. Your foot's swollen like a balloon. If it stays like this, you won't make it back to school. I have some potion, let me apply it."

[435]

Julian flicked my forehead.

[436]

"Fine, go ahead. But if you try anything, I'll call Rylie!"

[437]

He rolled his eyes at me, warmed the potion in his palms, and gently massaged my ankle.

[438]

The right foot ached with a pleasant numbness. I kept a calm face but felt a flutter in my heart.

[439]

Sneaking a glance, I saw Julian's focused expression, his lips slightly pursed, his black clothes accentuating his calm and gentle demeanor.

[440]

When he wasn't talking, he was undeniably handsome.

[441]

"Caleb is really arrogant and selfish, isn't he?"

[442]

"Yeah."

[443]

"And not as handsome as me, right?"

[444]

"Well..." I pondered, "Do you want the truth or a lie... Ow!"

[445]

I glared at him, "Why?"

[446]

"My hand's tired. You do it yourself." Julian leaned back, resuming his usual aloof expression.

[447]

(09)

[448]

In my past life, I thought Caleb was just proud and indifferent, treating everyone the same, always retreating into his shell.

[449]

Others might give up after a few days, but I genuinely liked him, so I was different.

[450]

I believed that if I tried a little harder, acted a bit more shamelessly, he would see my worth, because I, Krista, had my own charm.

[451]

I deserved love, especially his.

[452]

When I failed my college entrance exams, I only got into an average university.

[453]

After my parents divorced and settled in different countries, they sent me generous allowances but still worried, urging me to apply for study abroad.

[454]

But I was thrilled to attend a university in the same city as Caleb and eagerly enrolled.

[455]

Our eventual relationship was quite unexpected.

[456]

In our junior year, since Caleb had never interacted with girls, his family arranged a match for him.

[457]

He hated being controlled by his father but was helpless against their emotional tactics.

[458]

I volunteered to pretend to be his girlfriend, giving him an excuse to avoid the matchmaking and live as he wished.

[459]

For the first time, I saw Caleb's face show emotion.

[460]

To my surprise, he agreed with a slight smile, as if he had been hoping for it.

[461]

We progressed quickly after that. I was amazed at how attentive and gentle he was as a boyfriend, though he often wore a cold expression, he always considered my feelings.

[462]

A few months later, as we planned, he introduced me to his family.

[463]

Strangely, his parents turned out to be friends of my father from his college days in the country.

[464]

We realized we had met as children but had no memory of it.

[465]

His parents liked me even more than the girl they had originally arranged for him.

[466]

At the time, I was so absorbed in the surprise that fate had granted me that I never stopped to consider the kind of person Caleb really was. He hated being controlled or interfered with, so when his parents showed their affection for me, did it trigger a rebellious streak in him? Did that make him start to hate me too?

[467]

It wasn't until the third party appeared after I became pregnant that I got the harsh slap in the face.

[468]

The cruelest thing wasn't being doomed to never get what you want-it was when fate gave you the most beautiful thing, only to snatch it away without warning.

[469]

As if God had casually said, "Sorry, my mistake." But that was enough to make my world come crashing down.

[470]

I thought he was like Jess Mariano, and I was like Rory Gilmore, a perfect match in the story.

[471]

But I later realized he was Jess, and someone else was Rory. I was nothing more than an insignificant side character, a detour to make the protagonist's story a little more interesting.

[472]

But what they considered a simple detour was my entire life. And it had cost me my child's life too.

[473]

These memories often haunted me in my sleep, and I'd wake up each morning with my pillow soaked in tears.

[474]

I forced myself to focus on the promising future of this life, determined not to dwell on the past.

[475]

No one was going to ruin this new life for me. Not even him.

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