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I set noon as the time for our meeting.We met at an ordinary Sichuan restaurant.Actually,my throat wasn't in a good condition,and I usually didn't like spicy food.I always had a light diet.But Lily said this restaurant was close to her company.
"Sister Ava,I'm here,"Lily said as she carried a plain-colored bag, with a faint smile on her pale face. She ordered several dishes.I frowned.They were all spicy."Sister,actually,I'm the one Ethan has always had feelings for, and I'm his childhood sweetheart too.He used to think I was too young for him,so we never dated. But now..."Her voice was soft and gentle,with a hint of persuasion.
"I don't want to hear this.Is that all you have to say?If so,there's no point in continuing,"I interrupted her indifferently.
"No!Sister Ava,I'm seriously ill,"she coughed weakly twice."I can't steal your boyfriend.Ethan knows I'm dying,so—" I thought it was so strange. Why did she think I'd care about these things?I shook my head and looked into her eyes."There's no need to say anymore."Then,I got up and was about to leave.
Lily started to sob and suddenly grabbed my sleeve."Sister,I know I did something wrong.Please don't blame me."I shook my arm a couple of times but couldn't shake her off,and I felt a bit annoyed.I had no relationship with Ethan anymore.What was Lily doing?
"Ava, aren’t you being a bit shameless?"Ethan said. The gazes of those around were like needles, filled with curiosity, disdain, and contempt.
Ethan hugged Lily into his arms and patted her back soothingly."Lily,it's alright. Thank goodness you told me you weren't feeling well, so I rushed right over."
His gaze was fixed on me,as if looking at an enemy.Lily sobbed."I just don't want Sister Ava to hate me."
Oh?Really?I sneered.She went out of her way to tell me that Ethan loved her and then lured him here under the guise of not feeling well.I didn't believe her motives were that pure.
Ethan reached for the hot water on the table and splashed it at me.The water was very hot.I didn't completely dodge it,and a patch of scalding marks appeared on my neck.
The waiter quickly intervened and brought me an ice towel.I covered my neck with the towel, feeling embarrassed.How stupid I was.
How could I have been with such a person for ten years?Whether I was just a substitute or his ideal love didn't matter anymore.I had come to hate him.
I decided to move.I wanted to leave this city and start a new life.But at this time,I found that I hadn't taken something very important from the house I used to live in with Ethan—a photo album."Do you want it?Then come and get it,"Ethan said, taking a photo of the photo album.
He was at a high-end restaurant in the suburbs, in private room number 6.I even considered giving up this photo album.
But after much deliberation, I still went.He was right.There was a photo in it that held special significance for me.
