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From seventeen to twenty-seven, I was head over heels for Everett for a decade, and everyone knew it.
Three years ago, we finally made it official, but Everett still did whatever he wanted, completely disregarding my feelings.
Even on my birthday, he could fly thousands of miles away just because his childhood sweetheart said she "wanted to see snow," leaving me all alone here.
I had finally accumulated enough disappointment with him, and after breaking up, I fled overseas.
I thought that would be the end between us, but Everett, who would normally frown even when I tied his tie for him,
Stood out in the snowy night for hours, his eyes red-rimmed as he asked me:
"Delia, do you really not want me anymore?"

After Ten Years As a Lovestruck Fool, I Choose to Leave

The gossip about Everett and me couldn't be kept under wraps from the nosy industry insiders. When a photo of us getting out of a car together was snapped by some busybody and spread around, my dad went ballistic.


The number of people accusing me of throwing myself at Everett increased again. Some even joked that even if Everett ran off when Delia was giving birth, I'd still forgive him with just a bit of sweet talk.


At the time, Everett and I were attending a party together. The murmurs of gossip seeped through the not-quite-closed door to my ears. Everett paused, turning his head to look at me, his eyes betraying an unusual hint of panic.


Just as I was about to push the door open, Everett grabbed my hand, his eyes filled with deep curiosity:


I pulled my hand away from Everett's grasp and said, "I've heard worse things than this before."


Chapter 6