Even with a door between us, I could feel the heat and urgency in their voices, like I could hear their blood rushing. They whispered for ages before Remy finally helped Julia out of the room. I hurried to hide behind a nearby pillar, quickly turning off my phone’s camera and uploading the video to the cloud. I had a feeling I might need that proof someday.
Watching that scene unfold—again—my chest tightened, but it didn’t hurt the way it had on the balcony. This time it just felt ridiculous.
Not even ten minutes earlier, Remy had texted me saying he had a lunch meeting and couldn’t eat with me. He told me to eat something mild and avoid anything spicy so my wound would heal faster. That was the man who, just moments later, showed up at the hospital to hold and kiss his ex-girlfriend like nothing else mattered.
Isn’t that just laughable? Men and their lies—Remy was no exception.
Elliot came out then and told me the professor was tired and needed rest, so I should go back with him since there was a company meeting in the afternoon.
Sitting in the car, I wanted to ask if the professor had agreed to take me on as a student, but Elliot’s face was so cold and tight, it was like a layer of ice. I had no idea what happened inside and couldn’t bring myself to ask.
Later, Elliot told me that after college, I’d actually been accepted into a combined master’s and PhD program. But I gave all that up to marry Remy, settling for an entry-level tech job at Elite Tech.
That year, Professor White was taking on his last group of grad students before retirement—a once-in-a-lifetime chance. And I, blinded by love, let it slip through my fingers.
What I once had, I could never get back, no matter how hard I tried.
Losing yourself for love is never worth it.

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