Chapter 6

Mason's watch proved to be truly valuable.

I sold it for six million dollars, then contacted the jeweler from before, hoping to buy back my mother's heirloom.

However, I was informed that the jewelry set had already been sold.

With no time to spare for sadness, I left the bracelet in the rented apartment.

In the last second before boarding the plane, I sent Mason a final message.

"Let's break up. You win."

After deleting all memories, I removed the SIM card and snapped it in half.

I arrived in Los Angeles, the city of my mother's dreams.

Before meeting Mason, I had always dreamed of opening my own coffee shop.

Due to his "illness," this plan had been delayed for a long time.

Now, with the money I exchanged, I secured a small storefront.

I cut my long hair short, dyed it chestnut brown, bidding farewell to the past.

The coffee shop's business gradually picked up, and I began to enjoy this busy yet fulfilling life.