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On the eve of the wedding, I found a spreadsheet on Lucas' computer.
It was full of information about all the girls he had dated.
My message was: [Good character, suitable for marriage. ]
As for my first love, I said: [You are a bird, destined to soar proudly in the distant sky. ]
He said he would never marry her.
Because being his wife meant cooking three meals a day, raising children, and serving his parents.
He couldn't bear to see her do this.
I didn't yell or make a riot.
Instead, I returned to the TV station and applied to become a war correspondent in Africa again.
If it weren't for Lucas' face that looked like my first love, I wouldn't be with him.
And now, I'm going back to Africa to find the person I lost.

My Boyfriend Wants To Marry Me For His First Love

I packed up all my belongings and returned to my hometown.


I sat at her gravestone for an entire day.


During that time, Lucas called me countless times.


Sometimes, I feel like I have no place to hide from my shame.


If Mom could see what I've become these past few years, would she be disappointed?


I've failed to live up to her expectations. I haven't grown into the proud, brave, strong person she hoped for.


Instead, I wasted three years with a man who wasn't worth it.


On the third day, I went to the cemetery as usual.


But suddenly, I noticed something unexpected next to the gravestone.


I turned and ran to the cemetery office to inquire.


They told me someone had been delivering them every few months.


I had a hunch, but I didn't dare believe it.


Chapter 13