Chapter 88: I Still Prefer You to Take the Initiative, M. Lawrence

Finn closed the door.

He leaned against the door.

His eyes were red.

'I'm happier with him than I am with you…'

His mind was filled with those words.

Finn endured it, his throat rising and falling.

He looked at the cake in the room.

Finn had prepared it in advance.

He knew very well that Monica would not celebrate his birthday again, so he prepared one for himself, hoping that tonight... he would spend it with her.

Alone.

Then, he would confirm their relationship.

After Finn pushed her away that night, he regretted it.

It was because of his pride.

He had been brooding over how much he loved her but how she let him go whenever she wanted.

Now, she had really let him go.

Whether it was in the past or now…

It was too easy to miss a relationship.

…

Under the same night sky, Edward sent Jeanne back.

The car stopped halfway.