Jake stared blankly at "Keera".

Confusion clouded his gaze as he focused on the corner of her eye.

Keira had a small beauty mark near her eye—something Keera didn't have. It was the most obvious difference between them. Yet just moments ago, the sarcastic comment "Keera" made felt eerily familiar.

It took him back to college when he'd gone on and on about preparing for a certification exam. Keira had quietly turned to him, her expression calm as she said, "Did you even pass level one? And here you are talking about taking level two?"

The tone, the expression, even the cold look in her eyes—it was identical.

Jake was stunned, just staring at her.

"Keera" walked slowly toward him. "Jake, they're discussing your marriage, and what are you thinking about?"

Jake looked at her in shock. He wanted to say something, but the words got stuck in his throat, leaving him clenching his fists in frustration.

"Keera's" eyes locked on his. "Do you even know what you want? What kind of wife do you want?"

Jake's mind flashed back to college again when he was torn between two conflicting club activities. Keira had asked him the same question back then: "Do you know what you really want?"

lost now, unable to distinguish whether the person in front of him was real or a figment of

pursued her relentlessly throughout all four years of college.

into a frenzy and how much his family despised illegitimate children, he couldn't stand to even

spite, he'd proposed to

And then?

step led to a cascade of

child, and the Keira he had looked down on was

a person's status didn't define them. He shouldn't have judged Keira's life by

Keira moved on with his uncle, but she had

sea, Jake felt like his own heart had sunk into that cold, unforgiving

His spirit was shattered.

the time since Keira's death, Jake had become a puppet, going along with everything his father arranged without a thought of his own. He'd become numb, nearly disconnected

obeying his father's wishes could bring his mother some

Keira and muttered, "It doesn't

Keira, then it didn't matter who it was. Anyone else would

spiraled into despair as he forced a

He lowered his eyes.

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