Chapter 7
In the quiet house, I suddenly burst into laughter.
So this was how it was.
“Then what about the lightbulb that went month?”
.ssing last
“What about the sanitary pads that disappeared from the cabinet two months ago?”
“And…”
The more I spoke, the guiltier Austin looked. He anxiously grabbed my hand but avoided
answering, “Gianna, can we put these things aside for now? Let me take you to the hospital.
Your arm looks really bad.”
Seeing I didn’t move, Austin grew even more anxious, “If you don’t want to go to the
hospital, that’s fine. Let me try to reduce the swelling first, but if it doesn’t get better, we
definitely need to go.”
He held a warm egg in his hand and gently rolled it over my arm.
His long lashes shielded his eyes, his gaze focused as he occasionally blew on my skin,
asking if it hurt.
When I was eighteen…
During the long–distance race, my period came out of nowhere. Blood streamed down my legs, and I couldn’t stop it.
There were people laughing, others just watching.
“Why is she even running during her period? She’s crazy, trying to get attention?”
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I felt the heat rush to my face, and my body was too weak to continue.
I fell heavily to the ground, missing first place.
All my hard work went to waste, and my stomach was in agony.
I just felt embarrassed.
So embarrassed.
“I knew it. She just wants attention, thinking she’s so capable!”
“Ugh, that’s such a disgusting sight, I’ll never get that image out of my head.”
Austin rushed to my side and lifted me in his arms.
He used his thick jacket to cover my
face.
His eyes, cold and sharp, turned toward those who had mocked me: “Do you think someone can control their period? She just ran three whole laps and made it to the finish. That’s more than you can ever do, just standing there talking nonsense.”
“If you hate it so much, maybe you should check your chromos turning into a freak.”
and see if you’re
The teasing voices from the students were blocked by his warm chest.
His heartbeat was loud in my ears.
Secret joy slowly grew in my chest, poking through like a sprout in spring.
He didn’t ask why I couldn’t finish first. He didn’t mind that his clothes were stained with my blood.
Instead, he asked with concern, “Does it hurt?”
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The love swirled around me, and it felt like a knife twisting right into
Tears fell.
I opened my mouth, “Austin, let’s get a divorce.”
When our eyes met, I saw the clear panic in his gaze.
“Working overtime was a lie.”
“The strawberry pudding was a lie.”
“What’s real between us?”
“No, it’s not like that…”
my
heart.
“It’s just a game with her. It’s all fake.”
Austin’s hand trembled as he crouched down, his eyes red–rimmed. He held my hand
tightly and rubbed my palm gently.
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Sara is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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