Chapter 12
He stepped into the boat.
The boatman rowed and the boat went farther
He waved to me in the mist.
away.
“Harper, can I still let you lead the way on my next trip?”
I nodded.
The phone rang. It was a greeting message on my social media.
It was Lucas.
I clicked and checked on his page.
I found that the originally blank background now had a piece of handwritten paper.
“You will eventually understand, career is more important than love, and you will also understand, love is rarer than a career, but ultimately you will understand, the right person will be standing in your future. I will always be waiting for you.”
Here was another side of the story, Lucas’s version.
I was not one to easily yield.
Fortunately, apart from the domestic violence caused by my stepfather when I was young because I refused to give in, my life seemed to be going smoothly.
I was capable of both studying and working, and I received a lot of praise from others.
But I had always followed my biological father’s teachings which was stay calm, stay restrained. The only time I indulged myself was when I accepted Harper’s love.
In the eyes of others, Isabella and I were childhood sweethearts and had equal potential on campus, seemingly a good match.
I’ve also had that thought—maybe, I should have someone by my side.
But in the end, when the confession of love had been well prepared, I couldn’t say those words. Harper was an unexpected choice.
She pursued me for more than a year and was not afraid of the gossip around her.
life.
I didn’t
t take it seriously at first, as there were many such people in my But that day, her eyes were so bright that they reminded me of the stars in the sky.
