Chapter 20

The words “Ms. Young” haunted Rosalie like a curse all the way back

home.

Feeling some discomfort, she wanted to lie down in bed as soon as she arrived. As she was walking to the bed, she stumbled and accidentally kicked the trash can. Just as she was about to steady it, she noticed a phone with a cracked screen in the trash can.

Wasn’t this Theodore’s phone?

Rosalie remembered having heard something fall in the room early this morning. It seemed to have been this phone.

However, the floor of the bedroom was carpeted. So, even if the phone had fallen, it wouldn’t make such a loud noise, nor would the

screen have cracked like this. In fact, it looked as if someone had

deliberately smashed the phone.

Since the argument in the car, Rosalie hadn’t seen Theodore for four consecutive days. He seemed to have vanished into thin air, and the couple hadn’t been in contact with each other at all.

Rosalie felt heartbroken. When she woke up every morning, she felt suffocated, but she had to keep going. She also had to force a smile on her face and

somewhat special day – Rosalie would be receiving her degree at

from the Finance faculty. As the best student of her cohort, the dean had asked her to

over the past few days, Rosalle had completely forgotten about it

her on this day,

called her name, Rosalie stood

in a black academic gown, she looked like

the audience applauded, Rosalie walked onstage and adjusted the microphone. Just as she was about to speak, she spotted a mant walking into the hall. He stood

recognized him

raced with excitement. Theodore had actually come. She had thought he didn’t want

had made a low–key entrance, and everyone’s eyes were focused on Rosalie. No one had

Young, what’s wrong?”

reality, Rosalie straightened up, smiled, and began speaking, “I am honored to be standing here today to deliver this speech.

choose this major.

to help the people around me. Unfortunately, the person I wanted

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