“I came to apologize. I shouldn’t have lied to you. I know that now. I’m sorry.”
Eric froze. Then, with a humorless smile, he said, “That’s it? You chased me down just to say you’re sorry?”
“Yes.” Megan nodded, tears glinting in her eyes.
“What else could I do? You blocked my number. You won’t see me…”
“Megan.” Eric sighed and shook his head.
“You still don’t get it, do you? You should be thankful for your background. Because of this whole mess—Ferris’s scheme—I chose not to expose it. I kept your name intact, and your family’s.” His tone sharpened as he added, “Was that clear enough?”
Megan hesitated, biting her lip before giving a reluctant nod.
“I know. I just wanted to say sorry face to face.”
“Then are you done?” Eric’s voice turned cold.
“If so, leave. The best apology you can give is to disappear from my life. Don’t reach out again. Only then will I believe you mean what you said.”
Megan’s lips parted slightly. She stared at him, dazed.
His features—sharp jawline, high nose bridge, thin lips—were striking. He was handsome. But he was also ruthless.
She closed her eyes. Tears slipped down her cheeks. Her voice cracked as she asked, “When I took care of you… did you ever feel anything for me? Even just a little?”
“No.” Eric didn’t even hesitate. His gaze met hers—cold, distant, and devoid of warmth.
“To be honest, you didn’t really do much except for being there as my ‘girlfriend.'”
He added without hesitation, “I had caregivers; they did all the work. It’s not like you were a burden.”
Megan trembled. Her teeth knocked together from the shock of it.
“No… that can’t be true…” She understood what he meant—but she couldn’t accept it.
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“For six months, we were together! We got along, didn’t we?”
“Did we?” Eric’s tone didn’t change. His expression didn’t soften.
“I lost my memories and respected only the role of my ‘girlfriend.’ But the person behind it—whether it was you or someone else—didn’t make much of a difference to me.”
Megan fell silent. She stared at him like she didn’t recognize the man in front of her.
For a while, neither of them spoke.
“Can I go now?” Eric asked, his patience worn thin.
“Yes.” Megan gave a small smile. It was hollow and tired.
“Go on, then.”
Eric didn’t respond. He walked past her without another word.
She watched him go, the smile on her face twisting until it cracked into quiet laughter.
“I’m not Hadley,” she whispered.
“Even if I spent ten years loving him, he still wouldn’t even look at me.”
Megan dropped into a crouch and covered her face. Her tears came all at once.
Far off near the monument, Hadley occasionally glanced in their direction. She was starting to worry.
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