I went to Sarah’s wedding after all.
I wanted to see the happiness I failed to give her.
The venue was lively, filled with both families‘ guests. Everyone wore joyful expressions, offering their blessings to the couple.
My chest ached as I wondered – if I had kept Sarah, would we be the ones receiving these blessings?
When the music started, flower petals fell from above as Sarah walked toward Daniel in her white wedding dress.
Her eyes were full of tender love. She was breathtakingly beautiful.
Finally, they kissed amid thunderous applause. Everyone celebrated as they held each other tight, as if nothing could separate
them.
“Mr. Carter, are you alright?” Calvin asked worriedly.
Only then did I realize I was crying.
“I’m fine. You can go.”
I dismissed my assistant and fled the wedding. Back in my car, looking at the red invitation on the seat, my heart felt like it was
being torn apart.
Sarah, Sarah… I finally broke down sobbing into my knees.
I loved her so much, and she once loved me too, yet somehow we couldn’t love each other in the end.
Remembering Emma’s words, I knew it was my fault. I lost the Sarah who loved me.
Emma had asked to see me before starting her prison sentence. I agreed.
I wanted to see how far this woman who destroyed Sarah and me had fallen.
“It’s been a while,” I greeted coldly through the glass.
Emma looked terrible. She was skeletal, with visible scars under her sleeves.
“What do you want? Coming to confess?” I sneered.
“You didn’t get back with Sarah, did you? I heard she’s getting married,” she ignored me. “I told you – you’re like me, unworthy
of love.”
Anger flared inside me as I glared at her.
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“Angry?” she laughed mockingly. “You deserve to be unloved for being so blind.”
Seeing my silence, she laughed louder, her eyes gleaming with vengeful satisfaction.
After the guards took Emma away, I sat there for a long time, her words echoing in my head.
The person I most wanted to repay was the one I hurt the most.
Instead, I had cherished an impostor, letting her hurt Sarah freely.
Now Sarah didn’t need my repayment anymore.
Rain started falling as I drove, accelerating madly through the downpour.
The roaring engine drowned out my sobs, as if it could help me forget the pain of losing my love.
Suddenly, the tires screeched against the road.
I turned the wheel, but the car spun out and crashed into the barrier.
As I lost consciousness, my last thought was of Sarah.
Sarah, if you hear about my accident, will you come see me?
Later, I woke in the hospital with only my worried mother by my bed.
“Why would you do this?” Mom asked tearfully when I woke. “Do you know how worried I was? What will you do now…”
Trying to move, I found my left leg numb under thick plaster.
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Mom cried again as the doctor explained my leg was severely damaged. Even with treatment, I might have lifelong effects.
Throughout my hospital stay, the person I wanted to see never appeared.
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“Maybe this is my karma, Mom.” I gave a bitter smile, looking down at my wheelchair. “I’m worthless I couldn’t keep the one t loved, and I made you worry.”
“Your father decided to send you abroad,” Mom wiped her tears, choking up. “Don’t worry about the company anymore.”
I understood – he was planning to let one of my siblings inherit the company instead.
Fine by me. Staying here would only make everyone unhappy.
“I understand. I have no objections.”
“You’re not…”
Mom looked at me in surprise, probably shocked that I agreed so easily.
“Staying here would only disturb her. It’s better for everyone if I go far away.”
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Before leaving, I couldn’t help sending Sarah one last text.
Even just a glimpse, I still wanted to see her.
The reply came quickly, the first line making my heart clench:
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“This is Daniel. I heard about your accident. While it’s unfortunate, please don’t contact her anymore. Have a safe journey.”
I smiled bitterly, turned off my phone, and boarded my flight across the ocean.
Living alone overseas, I helped many underprivileged children to ease my guilt.
For every donation, I used Sarah’s name.
Perhaps if I accumulated enough good karma for her, we might meet again in our next life.
Despite missing her, I never went back. I was afraid seeing Sarah in our familiar city would make me love her helplessly again, make me suffer for her again.
My heart could never accept anyone else. When I died, only a few students I’d sponsored came to see me.
In my final moments, I moved my lips, asking the lawyer to add Sarah’s name to my will.
“The will is valid. All assets will be inherited by Mrs. Sarah Williams and her descendants.”
This was the last thing I could do for her.
Hearing this confirmed, I finally closed my eyes peacefully.
Goodbye, Sarah.
In our next life, I promise to be a better lover for you.
