But when I saw Hailey's Instagram post, my heart really died.
In the photo was the back of Jacob cooking sugar water for her.
She wrote, [My good friend!!]
I wasn't surprised at all.
At this moment, I felt neither disappointed nor angry, but extremely relieved.
Hailey was right. How could I, a girlfriend compare to her?
Everything remained the same before we went on the trip when I returned to the apartment.
That meant Jacob had not been back for the past few days.
It was already late at night after I cleaned up tiredly. When I was about to take a shower and go to bed, I received a message from the Chief Editor.
[Are you sure you don't want to sell the copyright, Lily? The copyright holder wants to buy your book at a high price and turn it into a movie, and there's an exclusive interview later...]
Lily was my pen name.
I once wrote more than half of a book but gave up because of the game.
The Chief Editor had contacted me about the copyright for many times, but I rejected him.
Jacob had once shut himself off because he wasn't as talented at the game as I was.
So I was afraid that if I became more famous than him by being a writer, I would hurt his fragile self-esteem.