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Choosing Peace: My True Love

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 846    |    Released on: 04/07/2025

voice barely a whisper. My back was agai

ry. He didn't believe me. Of c

ard. He grabbed my upper arm, his fingers digging into my skin

d, hitting the wall hard. The impact

, trying to pull my arm fr

kshelf in the library last year? Emily told me the truth about that day. She was the one wh

e force of a physical blow. The

he quietest corner of the library. The creaking sound. David, with his back to it, completely unaware. Me, seeing the

elf came crashing down with a sound like thunder. A heavy encyclopedia had slid off the top shelf and struck me on the back of the head. The world had

n, and he had believed her. All this time, for over a decade, he had believed I was a

realization making me feel sick. "I was the o

top lying! You're a liar and you're pathetic, a

had hit me all those years ago. My vision blurred. The room started to spin. The pain was overwhelmi

nd of a calm, aut

Mr. Chen. We have a zero-

udents was standing near the door, looking stern. Two c

you alright? We've contacted your emergency contact. Mr. Chen has been removed f

ted. I just felt an immense, soul-crushing

looked terrible. His eyes were red-rimmed, and he hadn't sha

't look at me directly. "I'm sorry. I... I lost my te

ting me to say somethi

into his voice. "The suspension is just temporary. We can... we can stil

almost escaped my lips. He thought a forced marriage was the solution.

who had become the man who wished I had n

etly, a final, irrevoca

ng a small first-aid kit and a bottle of water. He stopped a few feet away, his kind eyes looking

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“The screech of tires, the violent crush of metal-that' s how it ended. Next to me, my husband David, dying, whispered: "I... I wish I'd never met you." Ten years of my life, a decade of one-sided love, erased by his final, brutal regret, echoing a ghost named Emily White. Then, darkness swallowed me whole. I woke up on a university lawn, young again, dressed in a simple white dress I hadn't seen in a decade. And there he was: David Chen, proposing, the king of campus, holding that familiar velvet box. My heart, once soaring at this moment, was now a block of ice. I closed my architecture textbook with a soft snap. "No," I said, the word cutting through the expectant air. His smile froze. "What did you say?" "I said no, David. I won't marry you." I walked away, straight toward Michael Thorne, the quiet, kind engineering student I had been too blind to see. "Michael," I told him, "I know this is sudden. But I want to be with you." Later, a hand grabbed my arm-David. He knew. He'd remembered our past life. "You're punishing me for what I said, aren't you?" he hissed, his eyes burning with familiar fury. He called me a monster, a liar, and swore Emily had saved him from a falling bookshelf, not me. He was wrong. He threw the ring box at my feet, storming away, convinced I was the villain. But for the first time, I felt a strange peace; this time, his story wasn't mine. I knew my second chance had just begun.”
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