Chapter 14
Willa was incredibly insecure–I figured that out not long after meeting her.
But she never dared show it.
Girls have their pride, and I had to protect hers.
Since she was my fiancée, I had to be cold to other girls in public.
Better to only have guys around me.
Until Serena showed up…
Her insecurity hit its peak. She minded everything I did for Serena.
But I thought it was more because she felt so inferior around Serena.
I couldn’t understand–I’d gone to such lengths, so why couldn’t she trust me?
We started fighting all the time.
I was swamped with work then and didn’t have time to comfort her.
But she’d bounce back on her own pretty quickly.
She’d start following me around again like a puppy.
But she was always jealous of Serena.
Sometimes she’d stay mad for ages over the tiniest things.
I thought she was being too childish.
I just wanted to toughen her up a bit.
And help her realize she didn’t need to compare herself to anyone–she was just herself.
But I never expected it would make her more and more disappointed.
She said she wanted to call off our engagement.
That day I sat alone in the garden drinking heavily, but finally decided to go find her.
But she thought my mom had sent me.
Being praised for so long, I guess I wasn’t used to backing down.
Didn’t know how to back down either.
She felt insecure.
Fine, I’d let her come to the hospital to keep an eye on me.
But she still snuck off to go abroad.
When I snapped out of it, I realized I hadn’t seen her for a long time.
I specifically found someone to contact her advisor, saying I wanted to do an exchange there.
When Serena found out, she begged me to bring her along.
I thought, might as well let her meet more people.
It’d help her adjust when I transferred her to another hospital later.
I figured Willa would be thrilled to see me.
Never expected her to be so damn stubborn this time.
She flat–out refused to come back with me.
Later she straight–up ignored me.
She didn’t even get mad about Serena anymore.
I felt this tightness in my chest, this random panic.
I asked her why she wasn’t angry.
She pointed to some foreign blond guy and said she had a boyfriend.
Great. How long had it been? And she already had a boyfriend.
Here I was still planning our future.
I was furious and flew back home that same night.
I was pissed.
Why the hell was I still planning our future while she was comfortable finding her next guy?
I was so rattled I kept screwing up at work.
Later Serena couldn’t stand watching it anymore, so she brought some drinks to my office, saying I should relax.
But I didn’t realize Serena had spiked the drinks.
And I didn’t notice that she’d dressed up to look like Willa that day.
When I woke up the next morning, I was devastated.
I hadn’t just betrayed Willa–I’d betrayed my brother too.
I locked myself in my room and wouldn’t come out.
Serena came looking for me tons of times.
She cried and said if it really wasn’t working out, she’d just leave.
With no other choice, I said I’d take responsibility for her.
But I didn’t like her.
I only did what she said because of my brother.
My brother was incredible to me, and she was the woman he loved most.
I felt miserable inside..
1 just wanted to go abroad and find Willa.
I thought maybe if I saw her happy with her boyfriend, I wouldn’t feel so guilty?
But after watching for a few days, I realized she’d lied to me.
She didn’t have a boyfriend at all.
I blamed myself–why did I only figure it out now?
How could someone as insecure as Willa find a boyfriend so quickly?
I was frustrated but also relieved.
But Willa’s words made me completely wake up.
I don’t know who told her I’d slept with Serena.
All I know is that when I looked in her eyes, I saw disgust.
In our relationship, I’d always been the one on top.
Now I finally understood how awful it felt to be the one below.
Willa really had grown up.
She’d become so independent.
I snuck over to see her so many times, spying on her life.
Seeing her so happy, I didn’t dare disturb her.
I kicked Serena out.
But I knew Willa wouldn’t come back because of that.
There was a permanent crack between us now.
This crack was enough to keep us apart forever.
I figured I’d probably die alone..
