He’s worked so hard, sacrificing himself so much for his precious sister.
He even has to set aside one day every month to persuade me not to covet his sister’s position.
But clearly, before I was five,
he said I was the only little princess he loved in this world.
He said he wanted his sister to live a happy, carefree life.
So, my name is Vivian.
I thought he would remember what he promised.
But it turns out I was the only one who remembered.
Tears fell without warning, burning my cheeks.
The old wound in my heart suddenly throbbed, and I remembered the doctor’s advice that emotional fluctuations could relapse.
I desperately raised my head, and the tears I’d suppressed flowed into my throat, bitter and astringent.
I turned away from the two laughing and joking people. I turned silently, walked into the crowd, and left alone.
Perhaps, I should have left long ago. After all, there’s someone who truly loves me, waiting for me far away.
Andrew Gardner seemed to sense something and hurriedly looked up, but found nothing.
He clutched his chest, which was a little uncomfortable, and pulled out his phone to send a message to his assistant.
The assistant quickly replied,