Chapter 116
Nolan's pupils contracted sharply, his fingers involuntarily clenching.
The classmate went on, "Then Evangeline showed up, and get this-Aurelia actually pushed you into her arms and
told her to take the credit for saving you. | couldn't wrap my head around it. If Aurelia was really the monster
everyone made her out to be, why the hell would she risk her life to save yours? And then why give someone
else the glory?"
Nolan's mind flashed back to that night.
He remembered waking up with Evangeline by his bedside, her eyes filled with
concern.
She had told him she had risked her life to save him from the fire. And he had never once questioned it.
"You're certain... it was Aurelia who saved me?" Nolan's voice was rough.
The classmate nodded firmly. "I saw it with my own eyes. There's no mistake."
Nolan's heart sank as unbidden images of Aurelia's pale face appeared in his mind.
The scars on her back, her cold responses, her unflinching admission of her "cruelty"... everything suddenly
connected in this moment.
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"Why would she do that?" Nolan asked quietly, seemingly asking himself as much as the person who had already
vanished from his life.
The classmate shook his head. "I don't know. But I've always felt that Aurelia might not be as worse as everyone
made her out to be."
Nolan fell silent, a storm brewing within him.
All the emotions he had deliberately suppressed, all the memories he had forcibly locked away, crushing
back at once.
He remembered Aurelia's smile, her tears, her tenderness, and her betrayal.
But if she was truly so malicious, why would she save him? And why give the credit to Evangeline?
"Nolan, what's wrong? What did he tell you?"
It wasn't until the classmate had left that Evangeline's voice broke through his thoughts.
Nolan regained his composure and said flatly, "Nothing. Let's go home." Evangeline nodded, taking his arm, her
sweet smile returning to her face.
But Nolan's heart would never be at peace again.
Back home, Nolan stood alone by the window, gazing at the night sky.
He held a glass of untouched wine in his hand. The classmate's words echoed in his mind, alongside images of
Aurelia's pallid face.
Deep in the night, Nolan sat alone in his study, holding a yellowed letter.
It was Aurelia's letter to her future self, which he had secretly taken from the reunion when no one was looking.
The envelope's edges were worn, as if bearing the weight of too many years. His fingertips trembled slightly as
he slowly opened it and removed the letter inside.
The handwriting was delicate and familiar, each stroke seemingly etched into his heart.
He took a deep breath as his gaze fell upon the words.
To Aurelia Thorne, ten years from now
If you're reading this letter, | hope you still remember Nolan Creed. That boy who always wore a serious
expression, yet treated you with such tenderness. The person you once vowed to love for a lifetime.
Are you still together? If so, does he still quietly take care of everything
for you as he used to? Renet
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how he promised to take you to Tibet for your wedding, to have all the spirits of Celestial Mountain witness your
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Have you been there? Is the sky as pure as legends say? Have we already
pledged our eternal vows beneath those sacred peaks?
Do you have children? | remember we agreed to have two-a boy and a girl. The
boy would resemble him, the girl would resemble me.
Our children must be adorable, aren't they? Can they already call out "Mommy"
and "Daddy"? Do you tell them stories every day and play with them? Does Nolan
dote on them the way he dotes on me?
Is our hwarm and welcoming? |
remember you wanted to buy a house with a garden, where you'd plant all my favorite flowers. Do drink Coffee
together in the ga every morning, watching our children run on the lawn? In the evenings, do we cook together,
then sit on the sofa, watching television and chatting?
Nolan, if you're reading this letter, please remember that | am the person who loves you most in this world.
Even if ten years from now we're no longer young, even if our lives have becordinary, | hope you remember
how deeply we loved each other, how happy we
once were.