Chapter 19
“It’s impossible, Maya’s marrow doesn’t belong to Riley in the first place. Even if it can’t be returned, it should be given back to Maya for her to handle as she sees fit.”
“There’s no discussion.”
Clay’s eyes were dark, his tone unwavering.
Zane was speechless. He hadn’t expected Clay to be so ruthless after losing me.
After a long silence, Zane sighed.“Alright, I’ll arrange the tests as soon as possible. What should we do about Riley after the surgery?”
Clay nonchalantly replied, “Keep her alive with artificial bone marrow for now. Once she apologizes to Maya, let her fend for herself..”
Without hesitation, he left the hospital, unconcerned about Riley.
From now on, she was nothing to him.
Letting go wasn’t as hard as he thought. But a lingering ache reminded him of the hurt he’d caused.
Clay pressed his hand to his chest, gasping for breath. But this pain was nothing compared to what he had done to me–after all, he personally aborted the child, drugged me into unconsciousness during the marrow extraction, and even pushed me into danger during that kidnapping.
He hurt me too many times.
He truly knew he was wrong and genuinely regretted it.
How could he make amends?
Unconsciously, Clay found himself at their high school. The gatekeeper recognized him immediately, smiling and greeting,
“Clay–no, now you should be called Mr. Sterling! It’s been a while. Back in the day, you were a legend at our school, along with Maya. There are still stories about you two.”
“It’s quite a coincidence–Maya also visited recently, saying she was checking on a teacher. Are
here for the same reason?”
you
Clay was stunned, pupils shrinking in surprise.
He quickly grabbed the rough hand of the security guard.
“She was here? Where did she go? I want to visit the places she went!”
The gatekeeper, startled, confirmed his identity before answering nervously.
“After visiting the teacher, Ms. Moore went to the old classroom building. I don’t know exactly
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what she did there, but maybe you can find out yourself.”
“Thank you!”
After getting the precise info, Clay followed his memory and hurried to the abandoned classroo building.
The school had expanded, and this building hadn’t been used since our graduating class, so it remained largely intact.
We had all stuck our names on the desks, so he checked each one until he found the desk with m name. The scratches on the desk were glaring, clearly recent.
He recalled a memory.
In high school, he, I, and Riley were the school’s stars.
Riley and he were childhood friends; I’d become friends with them later. But he only saw Riley. Everything about me was insignificant.
On Arbor Day, his friends caught me secretly carving “Maya likes Clay. “into the desk, teasing him about how lucky he was, with two school beauties vying for him.
He’d coldly said, “I don’t need unimportant people around me. And by the way, Maya’s one of them.”
Only now did Clay realize I might have overheard and distanced myself, hiding my feelings, afraid to approach or disturb him.
If Riley hadn’t abandoned him five years ago, he might never have known that while he loved her, I had secretly loved him for years.
But now,
the words I once wrote are gone. I had completely let go.
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