Alexander’s steps paused.
In the end, he still raised his hands and gently removed Sophie’s arms that were embracing him.
“Sophie, call me ‘Alexander’ from now on.”
Then he walked straight up to the third floor.
The bridal suite remained unchanged, still the same as when he and Victoria were in love. Only every item inside had been carefully arranged by him and Victoria back then. The pattern of the bed sheets, the color of the wardrobe, the height of the desk.
And the love letters secretly hidden in the desk drawer.
This was a little habit between Alexander and Victoria.
To be precise, it was a habit he had developed first.
rom his adolescent years when he first felt innocent love, Alexander had gotten used to picking up his pen to write down his deep affection for her. etter after letter, expressing hisplex feelingspletely.
What had originally been a one-person show became a correspondence between two after they confessed their love.
‘ictoria began to learn Alexander’s way and also wrote him love letters. She wrote when she loved him, when she missed him, when they fought, and ven… when she thought she might die.
he was afraid Alexander would be lonely.
he always wanted to write many, many letters.
o that if she died that day, he would have time to read her letters and slowly heal.
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rom age fourteen or fifteen, when he thought her smile looked sweet, to eighteen or neen when they openly held hands and dated, to their redding at twenty-four.
ut the story took a sharp turn when she was diagnosed with cancer.
[appiness turned into desperate pleading.
fter reading these letters, Alexander felt as if he had relived the first half of his life.
and fallen in love with her all over again.
haotic memories surged up, but Alexander no longer resisted them. Instead, he sorted through them bit by bit.
Alexander, don’t pull my braids!”
‘Alex, dear Alexander. Please teach me how to solve this problem!”
‘Alex, why are you staring at me? I asked what university you’re applying to why aren’t you answering?”
‘Alex, we’re finally married.”
“Alex, I’m so scared. We promised to grow old together, but I’m going to break that promise.”
The angry Victoria, the confused Victoria, the happy Victoria, the crying Victoria. These gave color to those ck and white memories, no longer silent films but vivid, love-filled scenes.
It seemed like he remembered everything
Victoria woke up the next morning with a heavy breathing mask pressed against her face. As soon as she opened her eyes, bright white light flooded in. She couldn’t help but ask deliriously.
“Am I… in heaven?”
Noah frowned and gently tapped her forehead with his pen.
“Don’t worry. Just based on your history of putting caterpirs in my desk, peeking at me in the shower, and stealing three big deals from me.”
“In this lifetime, Victoria, you’ll never make it to heaven.”
She squinted, her vision gradually refocusing.
She looked tentatively at the person beside her.
‘Noah… Thompson?”
He raised an eyebrow, casually sketching on his clipboard.
Yeah, it’s me.”
Not bad, you can still recognize people.”
Don’t worry, with me here, you won’t die.”
heughed softly, joking.
With you here, I’m afraid I’ll die even faster.”
Noah, you don’t need tofort me. I know what condition I’m in.”
Noah rolled his eyes at her irritably.
If you know, then why are you being so pathetic?”
If I were you, I wouldn’t have divorced Alexander at all. If he dares to lose his memory, you should punch him until he remembers. And that Sophie irl – just kick her out. What a waste of being a spoiled rich girl all these years in high society – you didn’t learn to be arrogant and domineering at all.”
If they dare to mess with you, just spit blood right in their faces!”