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After all, between him and me, the entanglement was long unspeakable…
After I signed the death certificate, Orion’s assistant hurried in.
Seeing me, the assistant handed me a document, “Madam, this is a letter Mr. Orion left for you.”
Surprised, I looked at the folder containing Orion’s letter.
Orion’s letter had two pages. One was filled with “I’m sorry,” and the other had just a few lines:
“Nora, when you read this, I’m probably already gone. This is my fate, so I don’t blame you.”
“I know you no longer love me; you never called me Orion before… You’re imitating Celeste, mimicking her flattery and tricks to deceive me. I know what you want, and it should have been yours.”
“Three years ago, you saved my life, so now, I should repay you. Nora, I’ve never feared death. I only fear you’ll forget me.”
“So I’m even glad you hate me, because hatred lasts longer than love, and you won’t forget me…”
“Nora, live well. When the hibiscus blooms, remember me.”
The folder also contained two donation contracts for kidneys and corneas. The recipients were me and Quentin.
I stared blankly at the scattered documents, overwhelming sorrow like an iceberg beneath the ocean gradually surfaced.
I slid down the wall powerlessly, my sobs growing from stifled to wailing.
I thought I deceived Orion, but he deceived me too.
I wanted us to be even, but in the end, I owed Orion a lifetime.
In this game, Orion staked his life, ultimately outsmarting me.
From now on, life will be long, and I’ll never forget him.
I’ll have a healthy body, forever imprisoned in a cage called “Orion.”
Every year when the hibiscus blooms, I’ll remember the boy who wanted to fill the wedding with hibiscus to marry me.
But in this life, we ultimately missed each other.
