In an instant, Claire Shaw’s eyes widened, the terror in her eyes pierced by the lightning outside the window.
This time, Caleb Lockwood finally saw a strong sense of guilt on Claire Shaw’s face.
Perhaps Claire Shaw had played the role of his Ellie for too long, too immersed in the role, actually believing she was Ellie.
Thus, the words she shouted just now were particularly confident.
As if he really owed her.
Or perhaps it was Serena Jennings who owed her.
However...
Caleb Lockwood’s gaze on Claire Shaw was like an invisible hand wishing to tear her apart.
Mr. Miller told him that the investigation showed that Claire Shaw had never been incarcerated in a juvenile detention center.
Never.
She was not his Ellie.
She never was.
"The help I gave you... the favoritism I showed you... the respectability I provided you... all those were meant for Ellie..."
Caleb Lockwood’s slow and deliberate words reached Claire Shaw’s ears, causing her to tremble uncontrollably.
"Without Ellie’s identity... you are nothing to me."
After calmly uttering these words, Caleb Lockwood turned and left the hospital room.
In the hospital room, Claire Shaw lay on the floor, crying loudly.
At the end of the corridor, Mr. Miller frowned, waiting for Caleb Lockwood.
Soon, Caleb Lockwood came out, with a smile on his face that was chilling to the bone.
"Have the Wyrmfang Gang members been contacted?"
"... They’ve been contacted."
"Good."
Caleb Lockwood didn’t say much, but Mr. Miller seemed to understand a lot from it.
The night was pitch-black, the relentless thunderstorm like a weeping from the heavens.
Mr. Miller drove, following Caleb Lockwood’s instructions, and headed towards the juvenile detention center in City A.
The detention center during a thunderstorm was even more terrifying than a prison.
Mr. Miller saw Caleb Lockwood get out of the car without an umbrella, getting soaked once again like earlier in the day.
Mr. Miller should have stopped Caleb Lockwood, but he didn’t.
He thought that Caleb Lockwood probably wanted to say goodbye to his past self and emotions.
Claire Shaw was not Caleb Lockwood’s first love, which meant Caleb Lockwood’s first love was someone else.
Mr. Miller had asked Caleb Lockwood if he wanted to investigate the piano competition from back then.
Although it was highly possible that the situation had changed, there might still be other clues to find.
Mr. Miller knew that Caleb Lockwood had recognized Claire Shaw as his first love because she won the piano competition.
Caleb Lockwood remembered the piano sound of his first love and firmly believed that it must have won the competition.
However, the winner was Claire Shaw, so Mr. Miller thought there might be some misunderstanding.
As long as they reinvestigate the contestants, they might find the real Ellie.
In the end, Caleb Lockwood refused.
He told Mr. Miller that he would no longer look for Ellie.
In the pouring rain, Caleb Lockwood stood alone in front of the detention center.
The rain gradually subsided.
The sky slowly brightened.
The passage of time is beyond human control.
People should not be constantly trapped by the past.
Caleb Lockwood thought—
He should look forward now.
"I’ve already moved on, so I will never accept Caleb Lockwood’s proposal to start over..."
In an old house on Vornath Street, Serena Jennings was on a long phone call with Lana Xavier.
"That’s more like it. I thought you would be swayed back by his words again!"
On the other end of the phone, Lana Xavier spoke in a worried tone.

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