Jane was rarely so serious, and I felt an indescribable unease rising within me.
It was as if something was about to be destroyed.
I stared at Jane, biting my lip, "I''m prepared. Go ahead and tell me."
"Actually..." Jane struggled to speak. She bit her lip before finally saying, "The person who took you to the school infirmary and the one who brought you food in college wasn''t Ryan!" ''Wasn''t Ryan?'' My mind buzzed, and I felt a fleeting nkness, stunned.
It took me a while toe to my senses, a heavy weight pressing on my chest, making my voice tremble. "Really?"
Deep down, I knew Jane was telling me the truth.
Jane knew how important this was to me. If she wasn''tpletely certain, she wouldn''t have told me like this.
But...
What did all the affection I had for these years mean?
Jane nodded. "Yes."
"Then... the person who really helped me..." I took a deep breath, trying to stay calm as I spoke, "Was Jack, right?"
Jane was stunned. "How did you know?"
"No wonder..."
I answered vaguely, but my heart was filled with a wave of bitterness.
No wonder.
No wonder Ryan always thought the person I liked was Jack, and repeatedly suspected my rtionship with Jack.
No wonder he was so flustered when I told him I liked him because of this situation.
He even asked me if I would still like him if he hadn''t helped me.
I should have realized it earlier!
I was too biased and confused...
It turned out I had been chasing a light for so many years that had never been meant for me.
His tenderness, not even for a moment, was ever given to me.
He didn''t like me but watched me suffer and stumble because I mistook him for someone else.
No wonder that gun was pointed at me so decisively.
It was always my one-sided affection!
It had always been!
Jane looked out the window and suddenly said, "Charlotte, it''s snowing! The weather forecast said it would snow this Sunday, but it hadn''t until now, so I thought it wouldn''t."
I turned to look outside. Snowkes were swirling down, and by evening, the ground would likely be covered in a nket of white.
"The weather forecast says it will snow this Sunday. How about we make a snowman together?"
This sentence suddenly shed through my mind.
I couldn''t help butugh, but as Iughed, I tasted a hint of saltiness.
It was all a lie.
It was all fake.
On the day he said he woulde to make a snowman with me, he pointed a gun at me.
On the day it really snowed, he announced his news with another woman!
''Ryan, how hypocritical you are.''
''You watched me fall for the wrong person without a hint...''
''You clearly don''t love me, yet you shamelessly enjoyed my affection for you!''
I murmured, "I was wrong..."
I was terribly wrong.
"Charlotte?"
Jane quickly grabbed a few tissues, wiping away my tears, "Don''t cry. It''s not your fault. No one expected
it to be the wrong person. In the end... it''s just fate ying tricks on us."
''Fate ying tricks?''
I didn''t know how long I cried before I calmed down, curling up on the sofa, staring nkly at the window.
The snow was still falling.
I couldn''t define exactly how I felt at that moment.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.
In the past, I felt wronged, sad, and disappointed...
But now, my emotions were a mix of many things, with a predominant feeling of unwillingness.
It was about not feeling valued for myself.
Ding dong!
The doorbell rang.
"It should be the takeaway I ordered! On this snowy day, let''s have pizza for dinner!"