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She believes in true love.

He doesn’t believe in love.

But what is love, really?

She is the epitome of success—a star people look up to and admire. To him, however, she is merely a business transaction, a partner chosen to enhance his status. To his friends, she is just a fool in love, a pathetic figure begging for affection.

Then shocking news emerges: her first true love returns, throwing him off guard. He realizes he has been nothing more than a substitute for her first love.

He should be angry, but instead, he finds himself overwhelmed by emotions he can’t express or understand. Is this possessiveness, or is he finally learning to love her?

She is determined to return to her first love, but inside, she is torn. Did she really treat him as just a substitute, or did she actually come to love him?

What are they supposed to do when love is a question mark?

When Love is a Question Mark

She took a deep breath and tapped on his contact, and pressed the call button. The phone screen lighted up with the dialing tone filling her ears. She leaned forward as if willing the call to connect.

"Come on, Samuel… pick up," she murmured under her breath, beating with anticipation in her heart.

But after a few rings, the automated voice came on. "The number you are trying to reach is currently unavailable. Please try again later."

She frowned, her chest tightening. She quickly ended the call and tried again, this time biting her lip anxiously as the dial tone repeated.

Her frustration bubbled over. "Why won't you pick up?" she whispered, her voice cracking. She stared at the phone screen as if it held the answers she so desperately sought.

The Weight of Uncertainty