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Love Irreversible

Love Irreversible

Tiffie Truman

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I was bullied for nine years, and I thought Qin Yang was my salvation, but unexpectedly, he brought my bullies right in front of me and forced me to forgive everyone...

Chapter 1 Apologizing To The Bully

On the day Jared and I got engaged, he personally brought the person who had bullied me years ago to stand before me.

He said, "I should express gratitude and forgiveness, only then can I attain redemption."

Every day after my death, he, once proud, wandered like a beggar, seeking information about my whereabouts.

Day after day, he uttered apologies I would never hear, seeking forgiveness and redemption that would forever elude him.

This is what he deserved.

*

The evening I discovered Jared's connection with Vicki, an ambulance rushed me to the emergency room. Hearing the doctor's regretful words beside me, my head throbbed intensely, leaving me disoriented and lost.

Brain cancer, I only have a few months left to live.

"If this had been discovered earlier, the chances of a successful surgery would have been high..."

The doctor sighed and pointed at the phone shaking in my hand, "Notify your family sooner. Get admitted for surgery preparation."

I wasn't sure how I managed to nod. Seeing the caller ID, I was at a loss for words, but my long-standing habit made me answer the call immediately.

"Hey, Jared has had too much to drink and is being stubborn. He keeps asking for you. You should come and pick him up..."

Momentarily taken aback, I instinctively swung my legs off the bed and left the hospital in a rush to pay the fees, ignoring the doctor's advice.

When I reached him, I heard a name from his lips that I dared not recall in this lifetime.

"I'm sorry... Vicki... I'm sorry..."

It was a winter night, yet that name cut through me more sharply than the sub-zero wind. After my heart skipped a beat, a wave of intense pain washed over me. I took a sharp breath in, trying to suppress the sudden surge of emotions in my heart. I sniffed, and reached out to support him. He half-opened his eyes, saw it was me, and instinctively smiled sweetly, but pulled away from my hand.

"Cindy, why don't we go apologize to Vicki... She's going through such a difficult time now... Do you remember her?"

Later, he muttered something else, but I couldn't catch what he said clearly.

Of course, I remembered Vicki.

Vicki was his idealized love, the one who shone like the moon in his heart, yet she was also the demon who had once plunged me into the abyss.

I remembered how she had grinned wickedly as she stabbed my leg with a knife, leading a group of people from inside and outside the school to bully me for nine whole years, weaving an inescapable nightmare that haunted me.

*

Jared was too drunk this time. By the time he sobered up completely, it was already the next afternoon.

"Cindy, last night I..."

He ruffled his messy hair, standing beside me, hesitant to speak. He wanted to ask but didn't dare, looking cautious and probing, a look I hadn't seen since he confessed to me.

"You were drunk last night."

I tried to pretend nothing had happened, but he wouldn't let it go, bringing it up again. "Cindy, have you thought about what I said last night?"

"Vicki is really unfortunate now! She's sick, her family went bankrupt, she can't even find a place to stay, and her only father is bedridden, and..."

"Jared," I said coldly, clenching my trembling hands, "don't let me hear that name again."

I had rarely spoken to him in such a cold tone. He frowned, looking somewhat disapproving, but ultimately complied and didn't bring it up again.

"By the way, I'm not feeling well. It's the weekend tomorrow. Will you come to the hospital with me?"

I asked him.

He put down his bowl, looking troubled. "... Tomorrow might not work... How about I take a day off the day after tomorrow to accompany you?"

He didn't even ask why I needed to go to the hospital before refusing, which was a first.

My heart chilled slightly. "I can go by myself. Are you busy with something tomorrow?"

He said it's because of the company project.

He lied to me.

Tomorrow is Vicki's birthday.

This day is more vividly remembered by me than by anyone else.

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