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The bitterness of the Love Eraser sent me into a dizzy haze.
I slept for two days.
On the third morning, I opened my eyes.
I lay on the familiar large bed. Everything around me remained. unchanged as if I was still the mistress of this house.
I glanced at the clock. It was 7:35 a.m..
Startled. I rushed out of bed, intending to make Fraser’s favorite breakfast.
But after two steps, I froze and wondered what I was doing.
The instinct of a mother was powerful, still shackling me even now.
But once I beat that instinct, indescribable disgust surged through me.
It became worse, especially when I thought of Fraser’s cold face and his seven years of rejection toward me.
Who did he think he was?
I’d rather have anything than have him!
I strode back inside and opened the long–sealed window. I used to drown. in my own depression and loathe the morning sun.
For the first time in years, I let the light in.
Sunshine spilled into the room, and I squinted, gazing outside. There, in the garden, bloomed the roses I had planted with my own hands.
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They were vibrant, lush, and beautiful.
I still remember when I had first planted them, Antonio had held me close and whispered, “Grace, you’re my rose. You bloom in my life and fill it with fragrance.”
I frowned. A sudden wave of nausea struck me.
How utterly sickening!
Back then, I had been so touched I wept, answering his words with a passionate kiss.”
Now, I shook my head vigorously, dispelling those revolting memories.
I was no one’s rose anymore. I was my own rose!
I would no longer bloom for someone else. Instead, I would bask in my own radiance.
A soft laugh escaped me, a rush of newfound passion and vitality swelling within.
This was rebirth!
The Love Eraser really worked.
Like an excited young girl, I ran to my vanity and started rummaging through my makeup.
It had been years since I last put on any makeup. Antonio had long stopped taking me to parties, and Fraser had never wanted me at his Schevents.
I had become a forgotten woman, losing all interest in my once–beloved luxury cosmetics.
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The place had always been well–maintained by the maids, yet I hadn’t set foot in it for years.
Ever since Irene came back, I had never touched the piano again.
My fingers brushed over the keys, and for a moment, it felt like another lifetime.
Then, the door swung open. Fraser said irritably, “Hey, you’re awake? Why haven’t you made breakfast yet? Don’t you know I’m running late to school?”
We had plenty of maids, but I was always the one who made Fraser’s breakfast.
Because he only ate what I cooked. Even after seven years of rejecting me, he never rejected the breakfast I made.
I looked at him and said coldly, “Don’t you have hands? Can’t you make it yourself?”
Fraser looked stupefied, then delighted. “You don’t love me anymore? The Love Eraser really worked!”
Of course, it did.
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My silence was a confirmation to Fraser, and he immediately called Antonio.
“Dad, she’s awake! She doesn’t love me anymore. I tested it, and it worked. We’re finally free!”
He hurried downstairs. “Is Rene there with you? I’m going to see her right. now. I want her to attend my parent–teacher conference.”
At last, the piano room fell silent again.
Calmly, I sat down, ready to play a piece and regain my touch. I loved. playing the piano. My biggest dream had always been to become a renowned pianist.
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But I abandoned my talent for Antonio, devoting everything to him.
During the hardest times, I even sold my piano just to scrape together some money for him.
Just as I was about to press the keys, Fraser suddenly returned, pointing his phone camera at me.
“Dad, Rene, look at her! She’s wearing a white dress and an updo. She’s copying Irene, isn’t she?”
Fraser looked disgusted. “No wonder I felt something was off. Turns out she’s just a copycat!”
He was on a video call with Antonio and Irene.
On the screen, Antonio sat on a bed, shirtless, completely at ease.
