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Chapter 1 - Betrayal

After being engaged to He Gu for over five years, I thought I finally had it all. In just a few months, we were supposed to walk down the aisle and begin the life we had always dreamed of together. The thought alone filled me with joy—I was going to marry the love of my life.

Tomorrow was his birthday, and I wanted to surprise him. I had spent weeks planning a surprise, imagining the smile on his face when he saw what I'd bought him. My family wasn't wealthy—we lived an average life—but I didn't mind making sacrifices for him. For months, I had been saving every coin I could, quietly cutting corners, refusing to buy luxuries things, just to give him something worthy.

Finally, I saved enough. With my heart racing, I purchased a Rolex watch—something timeless, elegant, and expensive enough to show how much he meant to me. I couldn't wait to put it around his wrist and whisper happy birthday, my love.

I never imagined that while I was planning his happiness, he was already planning to stab me at my back .

The Rolex watch lay shattered on the floor, but not as broken as my heart. My lips parted, but no words came out—only silence, thick and suffocating.

He Gu scrambled, his face pale, while Mei pulled the sheets around her trembling body. They both looked at me, waiting for me to scream, to curse, to cry.

But I gave them nothing.

No anger.

No tears.

Just silence.

With slow, deliberate steps, I turned away. Each movement felt heavy, as though the weight of five wasted years was pressing down on my shoulders. My vision blurred, but I forced myself not to blink, not to let a single tear fall in front of them.

I walked to the door, my heels clicking against the floor like a funeral march. My hands shook as I gripped the handle, but I didn't look back—not once.

When the door closed behind me, it wasn't just the end of a visit. I lay my back at the back of the door, I couldn't cry inside the house.i couldn't show my weakness,It was the end of everything—my love, my friendship, my trust.

Outside, the night air hit my face, sharp and cold. I shivered , realizing that the woman who had walked into that apartment would never exist again. I will never go back there again, I broke down in tears.