Chapter 32


    BLAIRE


    Despite my feeling of istion, I still force myself to join them for dinner. Though Sebastian and I had a


    little chat a while ago, I can’t wait to have him in our private room so we can talk about this more


    thoroughly.


    When I went down to the dining area, I found Sebastian sitting in the power seat like usual. But this


    time, it was Catherine who was sitting on his right side while my father took the seat on his left. Stacey


    was sitting beside my father, so I had no choice but to take the empty seat beside Catherine.


    “I’m sorry:


    if I take your seat. Do you want us to switch ces?” Catherine asked, acting innocently. But I can see


    right through her facade. She’s obviously trying to rub it in my face that she’s taking my position.


    “There’s no need for that, Catherine. It’s just a seat. I’m still his wife, both in papers and in Go d’s


    eyes.” It may sound petty, but I wanted to put her in her ce. She may be sick, but she doesn’t have


    the right to act as if the whole world needs to revolve around her.


    “Of course, no one is taking that away from you.” She leaned a little closer before whispering, “Yet.”


    I knew it! I’m not sure why it seems like nob*dy sees what she’s nning, especially Sebastian. It’s


    probably my fault for not telling him what Catherine did a year ago. If I did, I’m sure he would see it right


    through her lies.


    As we proceeded with dinner, they all seemed so happy. Sometimes, I would look at Sebastian. But he


    would quickly look away whenever our eyes met, as if he were guilty of something.


    I’m starting to regret my decision toe back here. I shouldn’t have let myself be swayed by


    Sebastian’s sweet words and promises. But,e to think of it, aside from our vows, he didn’t promise


    me anything. Is he having second thoughts about our rtionship? Is he considering taking Catherine


    back after he knows the truth about her leaving? So many questions are going through my head right


    now, and it’s only Sebastian who can give me all the answers I need.


    After dinner, I headed back to my room. They all wanted to have some tea in the garden, but I refused.


    I was expecting Sebastian to follow me right after. I waited in the room for hours, but there’s no sign of


    Sebastian. It seems like he joined them for some


    tea.


    I decided to wash myself and get ready for bed. Though my b*dy is tired, my mind is restless. I couldn’t


    sleep, even if I tried. I wanted to end all the questions lingering inside


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    my head. I decided to read a book while waiting for Sebastian.


    Somehow, the book helped me forget what’s troubling me for a while. But once I finished the whole


    book, my misery came back all at once. I nce at the clock and discover that it’s already past


    midnight. It’ster, yet there’s still no sign of Sebastian. I grabbed my robe and decided to look for him.


    He’s probably in his office, buried under his work. I couldn’t wait for another day. I needed to talk to him.


    I walked out of the room, and the cool breezeing from the terrace immediately weed me. I


    continue to walk towards the open door. My heart was racing as I walked closer to the door. I’m afraid


    of what I might see there, but my curiosity gets the best of me. My throat suddenly feels dry, and I


    be closer and closer to the terrace.


    I heard two voicesing from outside.


    “I’m sorry, Sebastian. I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you about this sooner. I thought I was doing you a favor


    when I left. I couldn’t bear seeing you in pain. I thought you’d be better off knowing I left you for another


    man. I tried my best to move on, but I couldn’t. I still love you,” Catherine said.


    I waspletely frozen as I watched the two of them from the terrace. I feel like having dejavú. We


    were exactly in the same position as we were a few nights ago. But the only difference was that


    Sebastian was looking at Catherine with eyes filled with longing. Something has changed about


    Sebastian. He waspletely different from before he learned about the truth.


    I suddenly felt a lump in my throat when I saw Sebastian slowly lifting his hand before eventually


    caressing Catherine’s cheek. My heart was shattered when I heard what he said next.


    “I should have followed you. I shouldn’t have just believed your words. I know that you wouldn’t do that


    to me. It’s my fault,” he said.


    He may not have directly said it, but his message was clear. He still loves Catherine, and he regrets


    marrying me. I wanted to confront them, shout at them, and be mad at them. But I remain frozen. I


    couldn’t even force myself to move. Probably because deep inside my heart, I know that I’m the viin


    in their story. They would definitely get back together if it wasn’t for me. Or maybe they are just looking


    for the right timing.


    I quickly covered my mouth as I gasped for air upon witnessing what Sebastian did. next. He cupped


    his face as he slowly lowered his head until they touched. Watching them k*ss felt like torture. I took a


    step back but didn’t notice therge vase ced on the corner near the door. The vase created a


    screeching sound against the floor that managed to capture their attention. They both turned in my


    direction at once.


    “Is someone there?” Sebastian’s voice pierced the darkness, questioning if someone was


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    present.


    I felt a strange mix of guilt and fear, as though I were a culprit avoiding detection. Grateful for the dimly


    lit hallway, I stayed hidden, hoping Sebastian wouldn’t recognize me. An irrational fear gripped me,


    urging a swift retreat to our room before he could. approach. It was as if I were fleeing from an


    inevitable confrontation, scared to confront the truth.


    Back in the safety of our room, I allowed the tears I had held back to flow freely. The weight of


    suppressed emotions finally found release, with each tear carrying the burden. of uncertainty and self-


    doubt.


    In the solitude of that moment, I questioned my decision to return. Who was I fooling? It seemed clear


    that I didn’t belong here, and the harsh reality of that truth hit me with cach passing tear.


    As time passed, a growing unease settled within me. Sebastian’s absence felt heavy, like a cloud of


    doubt hanging in the air. I couldn’t help but wonder if he had spent the night. with Catherine, offering


    herfort. I wouldn’t be surprised if he did. I feel like we’re only a few steps away from finally putting


    an end to this marriage.


    Lost in my thoughts, my phone suddenly rang, and a sense offort washed over me when I saw


    Ethan’s name on the screen.


    “Hi, did I wake you up?” he greeted.


    “No, you didn’t,” I replied, providing minimal context. Despite Ethan being a source offort since I


    left home, I couldn’t find the courage to tell him that I was back at


    square one.


    “I’m sorry, I haven’t checked on you much. I’ve been busy with the farm and managing your shop. I


    heard you’re nning to close it.” Ethan inquired.


    Indeed, closing the shop was the initial n when Sebastian and I started working on our rtionship.


    But now, with everything on the verge of falling apart, I hesitated. Maybe it would be better for me to


    stay in Hawaii and continue my life there. However, I knew it wasn’t a decision I could make hastily.


    Despite what I witnessed earlier, my heart still longed for Sebastian. I wanted to fight for my marriage. I


    wouldn’t leave until I heard the truth directly from him. I didn’t want to repeat the same mistake twice. I


    needed to talk to him, to hear it from his own mouth.


    “Thank you for all your help, Ethan,” I replied, genuinely grateful for his patience and consideration.


    He continued, “You’ve been through a lot, ire. Take all the time you need. If there’s anything I can do


    for you, just let me know. I’m here to support you.”


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    “Thank you, Ethan. You’ve been a true friend,” I acknowledged, touched by his sincerity.


    As our conversation continued, Ethan shared updates about the farm and my shop, attempting to


    lighten the mood. Yet, beneath the surface, I grappled with the tumult of emotions stirred by recent


    events.


    “I’ve been thinking about the shop,” he mentioned cautiously, circling back to the initial topic. “If you


    decide to keep it open, I’ll do my best to manage things here. Your passion for the business is evident,


    and I don’t want to see it suffer.”


    “Ethan, I haven’t made a final decision yet, but your offer means a lot to me. I’ll let you know once I’ve


    sorted things out,” I assured him.


    He responded, “Take all the time you need, ire. I’ll be here whenever you’re ready.”


    As we wrapped up our conversation, I couldn’t escape the reality that awaited me. The uncertainty of


    my rtionship with Sebastian and the looming decisions about my shop intertwined, creating a


    landscape of choices that demanded careful consideration.


    Alone in the quiet of my room, I reflected on the support I had for Ethan. His understanding and


    willingness to stand by me brought a sense offort, yet the challenges ahead loomedrge. The


    night stretched on, a canvas where the contours of my future remained undefined, waiting for dawn to


    shed light on the path forward.


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