Tears streamed down Derek’s face as he drove away from the Young residence. He wiped his eyes with his sleeve, sniffing hard, his chest tight with so many emotions he could no longer name.
Was he angry?
Insulted?
Sad?
Disappointed?
Or did he just feel pathetic after hearing everything Melissa had said?
He couldn’t tell which came first. All he knew was that every emotion—named and unnamed—had crumpled together into one gigantic knot inside him, ready to burst.
"All this time... was that all I was to her?" he muttered. "Just a Lancaster she could leech on?"
He should have asked that when he had the chance, but he’d been too stunned by her words and actions. That hateful look on her face—as if she had never loved him—hurt more than anything he could put into words.
Again, he questioned every word and every action she had shown him over the years.
The words he once believed in. The actions he once thought were true.
This time, he couldn’t justify or make excuses for her. The truth was clearer than daylight, and she had left him no room for doubt. Had he not heard her with his own ears, had she not said everything she did, maybe—just maybe—he would’ve had something to hold on to.
Maybe he would’ve forgiven her for not being honest. Maybe he would’ve given their relationship another chance.
After all, Melissa and Derek rarely fought. Even when problems arose, they always made up quickly. This was their first real fight, and deep in his heart, he’d hoped they would make it through.
That they would survive this—stronger, together, hand in hand.
Love conquers all, doesn’t it?
"I hate you," he hissed as more tears spilled down his face. He felt suffocated, her words replaying in his mind, that look of disgust burned into his memory.
Every memory of her cracked, then shattered. Her sweet words echoed in his mind; her promises turned hollow. The flutter of her lashes, her smile, her warm hands whenever she held him. Everything suffocated him now as each memory cut deeper than the last.
Melissa hadn’t just let him down slowly. She had smashed his heart into pieces without warning.
Derek slammed his foot on the pedal, speeding down the road, his vision blurred with tears.
"I..." he gasped between sobs. "...hate her."
*****
Meanwhile, Melissa sobbed into her pillow, her face buried deep in it. Jasmine stood by the doorway, watching her daughter cry. Just moments ago, Melissa had seemed fine—recovering, even, with renewed motivation. But now, she was back where she’d been after the failed engagement party.
"Goodness," Jasmine sighed under her breath as she stepped inside.
She wanted to scold her daughter, to tell her that her actions were wrong. Even if Melissa didn’t want to be with Derek anymore, maintaining a good relationship with the Lancaster family was still important. From Jasmine’s experience, Melissa and Derek might not end up together because of the family’s disapproval, but the two had known each other for years.



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