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“Rachel…” he murmured instinctively, his lips barely forming the name. His arms lifted, reaching for the approaching figure, a faint, wistful smile ghosting across his face.
Seeing this, Tracy quickened her pace, closing the distance between them.
And just as his legs gave out beneath him, she caught him.
“Rachel… you finally came,” he mumbled against her shoulder. “I knew you couldn’t leave me… You still care…”
Then, the weight of exhaustion took him under. His body ckened, his consciousness slipping away.
Rachel’s steps halted. Her grip on the umbre tightened. She had been mistaken again. One truth remained painfully clear: when forced to choose between her and Tracy, Brian invariably selected Tracy. At that moment, Rachel remainedpletely unaware that Brian had already lost consciousness.
As she turned to depart, Tracy’s voice cut through the rainfall. “Wait a moment.”
“What do you want?”
Standing amid the persistent downpour, Rachel’s expression had transformed into one of cial detachment, utterly devoid of warmth.
Tracy wasted no time and got straight to the point. “Rachel, if I’m not wrong, you must be feeling pretty touched right now, aren’t you?”
“And what makes you think that?”
“Brian waited for you in the pouring rain without giving up. Are you seriously going to say that doesn’t move you?”
Rachel’s fingers curled tighter around the umbre.
But Tracy suddenlyughed, her tone carrying a sense of familiarity, as if she knew Brian better than anyone. “You know, I’m not even surprised. That’s just how he is. If something stays in his life long enough, he’ll get attached. But the moment it’s gone, he’ll feel lost for a while, maybe even a little sad. And then, just like that, he moves on — like it never mattered at all.”
Rachel let out a cold chuckle. She knew Tracy was talking about her rtionship with Brian.
“Oh? So does that make you one of those ‘things’ that just stick around him?” Rachel shot back without hesitation.
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She knew Tracy had deliberately said those things to provoke her, and she wasn’t going to let it slide easily.
Tracy’s face turned dark. “You know exactly what I mean.”
“And if I do? Or if I don’t? What difference does it make?” Rachel’s cool response only made Tracy even angrier.
She clenched her jaw, struggling to keep her anger in check.
But she quickly forced herself to calm down, taking a breath before continuing. “Rachel, let me tell you something. Brian once had a dog. He never liked pets, so he never paid much attention to it. Then one day, it got hit by a car. He was upset—not because he cared about it, but because he had gotten used to having it around. No matter how many times he ignored it, no matter how many times he pushed it away, that dog stayed by his side.”
The message behind Tracy’s words was painfully obvious.
However, Rachel wasn’t about to let her go on.
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