Chapter 122: A Friendly Encounter
The next day, I woke up with a headache. I couldn’t sleep at all last night after thinking about how Christian forgot about me.
The pain was still present, and I had no idea when it would go away.
"Second Miss, please get ready for Sunday service," the maid called out after knocking on my door.
I hummed in reply, still lying on my bed, looking at the ceiling with hollow eyes. I had no motivation to go anywhere or do anything; I only wanted to lie in my room for the rest of my life.
After a few minutes of not moving, I finally got up and began to get ready.
Maybe I can pray today. Pray that Christian recovers quickly and that he remembers me again.
I wasn’t sure if it was considered selfish to pray that someone remembers you, but I was desperate. Christian was my saving grace. Without him, my life had no meaning. I was only a pawn to my parents.
Without much thought, I walked over to my closet after showering and put on a very standard Sunday dress.
It was a mint green color and covered my arms and legs, appropriate for church. After putting it on, I walked over to my jewelry box to put some pearl jewelry on, but as soon as I opened the box, Christian’s gold chain greeted me, lying on top of the first note he ever left me.
Immediately, my eyes began to sting as tears began to roll down my face. It was all so perfect, why did it have to end so soon?
I didn’t even want to think about the worst possibility, the one where Christian never remembered me again.