He walked into the chaotic apartment, his voice low and angry. “What are you doing, Viola?”
I set down the suitcase in my hands and gazed at the face that had captivated me for three years.
“I’ve decided to return to Arcania,” I said.
As though hearing the most absurd joke, Justin sneered dismissively.
“Is this because I interrupted the proposal? Do you even realize Alice fell down the stairs in her rush to reach my proposal? She’s a dancer! Her legs mean everything to her.”
“How is her injury?” I asked calmly.
“She’s got a large bruise. She has a performance in a few days, and I hope it won’t affect her. This is all because of my proposal to you.”
I laughed.
“She called you away from your own proposal over a bruise? Is she some princess from a land far, far away?”
Justin became furious at my words.
“It was only a proposal. She might lose out on a flawless performance! She’s not like you—she’s a privileged heiress, an esteemed dancer. Stop making a scene and just wait obediently for the next proposal!”
Wait obediently? Was I his pet?
“There’s no need for another proposal right now. I want to go to Arcania and clear my head!”
With that, I dragged my suitcase and headed straight for the door but Justin grabbed my hand firmly.
“You’re not going back this time. You must accompany me to Alice’s performance.”
“I’m not going.”
“If you don’t, don’t expect to see your cats and dogs again.”
After graduation, I had planned to open a veterinary clinic and had taken in many stray cats and dogs.
To show his support, Justin had contributed half the investment.
I didn’t need that half, but I didn’t want to reject his goodwill at the time.
Who would’ve thought that what once symbolized love had become a tool to threaten me?
Fearing he might give away my rescues, I reluctantly agreed.
It was just a few more days, surely I could endure it for a little longer.
