Part 113

The weight of Edward's words settled in the room, leaving Emily speechless. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. The realization that Edward believed she never loved him struck her like a dagger to the heart. She wanted to deny it, to prove him wrong, but deep down, she knew there was some truth to his words.

Without another glance, Edward turned away from Emily and walked toward the staircase leading to the second floor, where his old room awaited him. The atmosphere in the room grew heavier as his footsteps faded, leaving behind an indescribable void.

Emily watched Edward's retreating figure, her heart torn between longing and frustration. She wanted to call out to him, but the words eluded her. It was as if her voice had been stolen.

Upstairs, Edward walked around his old room, collecting a few belongings that held sentimental value—each item a reminder of the life he had once envisioned with Emily. Among the belongings was an old, weathered album filled with faded
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