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Story: Reborn To Let Go
Early the next morning, I heard Silas gently coax Juliette out of bed in pleading tones from her room, and the circle on the calendar reminded me that there were only four days left in which I could completely escape this life.
Silas carefully took some water and washed Juliette’s face, just as my patience was running out.
I must have been blind in my previous life to think that marrying him would make him treat me the same way.
Lost in thought, I watched Silas approach me awkwardly, clutching a ring. “Mrs. Alfred reminded me to get you a wedding ring. “Here it is.”
I did not accept it; this ring had never existed in my previous life.
Juliette pouted as soon as she saw it. “It’s so beautiful! I want one, too!”
I generously offered, “Then take it.”
Silas’ face darkened instantly. “Stop fooling around. This is our wedding ring.”
Juliette grabbed the ring and slipped it onto her finger, waving it at Silas. “Silas, does it look good on me?””
Silas looked at Juliette with adoration, nodding foolishly, before turning to me guiltily and whispering, “I- I’ll buy you another one next time.”
I nodded indifferently; I’d heard his promises numerous times, but he never kept them.
At the photo studio, Juliette went first, even taking several couple shots with Silas. When it was my turn with Silas, the photographer raised his camera but then awkwardly lowered it.
“Oh dear, I apologise. “I’m out of film.”
I secretly rejoiced while keeping a neutral expression: “Oh well, forget it then.”
Silas pulled a train ticket from his pocket and handed it to me outside the studio; it was a standing-room ticket to the capital that would depart in four days.
“I did not intend to abandon you. I’ll get settled first, then wait for you in the capital.”
The journey to the capital would take three days and nights, and I couldn’t understand how he expected me to stand the whole time, especially since there was only one military dependent slot available.
Where would I live once there?
However, asking now would not provide satisfactory answers.
Silas relaxed visibly as he saw me accept the ticket. “Don’t worry–even if you don’t live in military family housing, you’re still my only wife.” I will treat you well from now on. “I only see Juliette as a sister.”
My expression softened slightly; when had he ever spoken so gently before?
Suddenly, a car appeared around the corner, heading straight for us; Silas drew Juliette into his arms and ducked to safety; in the confusion, someone pushed me.
The car was approaching me, but my body froze in terror as it swerved sharply and hit me, sending me flying and dragging me along the pavement.
Pain consumed me as darkness crept into my vision, and cold sweat streamed down my face.
The driver rushed out, stammering incoherently, “Miss, how are you? Are you OK?”
As a crowd gathered, pointing and whispering, my gaze remained fixed on Silas.
Silas carefully took some water and washed Juliette’s face, just as my patience was running out.
I must have been blind in my previous life to think that marrying him would make him treat me the same way.
Lost in thought, I watched Silas approach me awkwardly, clutching a ring. “Mrs. Alfred reminded me to get you a wedding ring. “Here it is.”
I did not accept it; this ring had never existed in my previous life.
Juliette pouted as soon as she saw it. “It’s so beautiful! I want one, too!”
I generously offered, “Then take it.”
Silas’ face darkened instantly. “Stop fooling around. This is our wedding ring.”
Juliette grabbed the ring and slipped it onto her finger, waving it at Silas. “Silas, does it look good on me?””
Silas looked at Juliette with adoration, nodding foolishly, before turning to me guiltily and whispering, “I- I’ll buy you another one next time.”
I nodded indifferently; I’d heard his promises numerous times, but he never kept them.
At the photo studio, Juliette went first, even taking several couple shots with Silas. When it was my turn with Silas, the photographer raised his camera but then awkwardly lowered it.
“Oh dear, I apologise. “I’m out of film.”
I secretly rejoiced while keeping a neutral expression: “Oh well, forget it then.”
Silas pulled a train ticket from his pocket and handed it to me outside the studio; it was a standing-room ticket to the capital that would depart in four days.
“I did not intend to abandon you. I’ll get settled first, then wait for you in the capital.”
The journey to the capital would take three days and nights, and I couldn’t understand how he expected me to stand the whole time, especially since there was only one military dependent slot available.
Where would I live once there?
However, asking now would not provide satisfactory answers.
Silas relaxed visibly as he saw me accept the ticket. “Don’t worry–even if you don’t live in military family housing, you’re still my only wife.” I will treat you well from now on. “I only see Juliette as a sister.”
My expression softened slightly; when had he ever spoken so gently before?
Suddenly, a car appeared around the corner, heading straight for us; Silas drew Juliette into his arms and ducked to safety; in the confusion, someone pushed me.
The car was approaching me, but my body froze in terror as it swerved sharply and hit me, sending me flying and dragging me along the pavement.
Pain consumed me as darkness crept into my vision, and cold sweat streamed down my face.
The driver rushed out, stammering incoherently, “Miss, how are you? Are you OK?”
As a crowd gathered, pointing and whispering, my gaze remained fixed on Silas.