Once, during a blackout in our class, Caspian sang a song by candlelight, and Beatrix praised him, saying his talent could make him a big singer in New York.
Beatrix was from New York, and back then, for people from our small town, New York was a dream beyond reach.
Looking back now, it all made sense.
After Beatrix left, Caspian’s attitude towards me changed. He started criticizing me for not eating like a lady, unlike Beatrix.
He said I only knew how to study and had no desire to explore the world.
He said I didn’t know how to dress up and was squandering the best years of a girl’s life.
I laughed, remembering how naive I was back then, thinking he was offering advice to help me improve.
Now, looking back, it was just him not finding a trace of Beatrix in me, and when he couldn’t vent his frustration, he started criticizing me relentlessly.
Even when we got married, he wore a cold expression, and after we got the marriage certificate, he suddenly said, “Are you satisfied now?”
As if I had forced him to marry me and forced him into a relationship.
His inability to control his desires and the consequences he wanted me to bear–that was how Caspian dealt with things.
- 9.
I don’t know how Caspian reconnected with Beatrix after going to New York, but I know that year, the Parker family had quite the commotion.
I heard Beatrix stayed at the Parker’s for less than thirty minutes before storming out in anger.
Caspian chased after his First Love, leaving directly for New York without saying a word to his parents.
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Mom, ever the gossip, secretly asked around and found out that Aunt Vera wanted to impose rules on Beatrix the moment she saw her.
But Beatrix wasn’t one to be trifled with. She sharply retorted and upturned Parker’s greasy dining table before storming out.
My parents were amused by Parker’s misfortune and happily sent me back to college, repeatedly telling me to focus on my studies and not worry about anything else.
I started writing more during my free time, and without anyone knowing, I had finished three million–word books, and the writing fees were substantial.
But then Caspian suddenly added me on social media. I declined a few times, but he kept changing accounts to add me again.
I was annoyed and finally accepted.
After becoming friends, Caspian exchanged a few polite greetings before he started complaining about how hard life was in New York.
There were too many dream chasers, and he wasn’t particularly talented. His only advantage was his charming words and decent looks that attracted attention, which is how he won over Beatrix.
But after winning her over, the once noble and elegant Beatrix in his eyes seemed to fall from grace.
After a period of passionate love, Caspian couldn’t help but show his true colors and started demanding Beatrix take care of him.
But Beatrix wasn’t like me. To her, dating Caspian was already a concession, so how could she possibly take care of him like I did?
Caspian was quickly dumped, and his agency went bankrupt.
“I am so unlucky, encountering such a company, practicing vocals for fourteen hours a day. If only I were still in school, how happy I’d be.“”
“Ah, women in New York are so materialistic. I’m just not famous yet, not that I’ll never be famous, and they won’t even have a drink with me!”
“I switched to a new company, but it’s not great either. If I had known, I wouldn’t have come here…”
“New York isn’t as great as they say. The people here are not as good as folks from our small town.”
I had Caspian’s messages on silent, only checking occasionally. When I saw this message, I couldn’t help but laugh.
Yes, small town folks are simple, which is why Parker’s family used that against me, shaping me into their maid in my past life.
From beginning to end, I was the clown.
No matter what choice Caspian made, he would always regret it.
Because he never truly invested nor made an effort in anything.
He was used to having everything arranged for him, but whenever things didn’t go his way, he blamed others.
He believed others forced everything on him, and if he chose a different path, it would have been better.
People always like to romanticize the other path, and Caspian especially so.
Selfish, cowardly, irresponsible, and evasive–that’s Caspian.
His dream, which he spoke so highly of, turned out to be nothing special after experiencing it firsthand.
Once I fully understood this, I blocked Caspian again and even changed all my contact details and accounts.
Someone so unpleasant should stay in the past, left to rot.
But I didn’t expect that after losing contact with me, Caspian would run from New York to find me.
- 10.
