I don’t even remember how I got home.
By the time I came to, I was already lying in bed.
My hand slid across the side Sebastian used to sleep on, and the tears just wouldn’t stop.
Sebastian, you’re really something.
You crushed me without blinking.
Half an hour later, the front door creaked open.
Sebastian stumbled in, reeking of whiskey, and crawled into bed like nothing happened.
“You’ve been drinking?”
I sat up, pretending I’d just woken up.
He mumbled a dull “yeah,” buried beneath the covers.
I said nothing.
The silence between us thickened.
After what felt like forever, Sebastian finally looked up.
His voice cracked with something between pain and despair.
“Elara… there’s something I don’t know how to tell you.”
My fingers dug into my palm, using pain to steady my breath.
“Go on.”
He sat up, covered his face with both hands.
His voice was hoarse.
“Elara… I’ve been diagnosed with liver cancer.”
“I don’t want to drag you down, so… maybe we should break up.”
That was the moment I couldn’t hold back my tears.
Of course.
You knew exactly how much I loved you.
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You knew I’d never walk away just because you were sick.
You knew I’d rather suffer myself than watch you in pain.
You knew I’d give up anything–even my past–if it meant helping you.
I wiped my face and asked again,
“Sebastian Kane, do you have any idea how much I love you?”
He stared at me, lips parting like he was about to say something,
but I cut him off.
“Back then, when I was assaulted… the settlement they gave me–take it.”
Sebastian went quiet.
His voice trembled slightly when he spoke again.
“Elara, I know how much that money meant to you… are you really sure?”
I leaned against his chest, but there was no warmth there.
None.
Sebastian, this is the last time I’ll believe in you.
“I was gonna use it to fix the scars on my face.”
“But your illness is more important now.”
“Take it. The PIN’s the date we met.”
Sebastian, if there’s even a sliver of conscience left in you,
you’ll say no.
In the dark, I heard his breath catch, his heartbeat stutter.
He was hesitating.
For one split second, I had hope.
Then he whispered,
“Elara… thank you.”
And just like that, my smile died on my lips.
I shoved him off and buried myself under the comforter.
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“The card’s at work. I’ll give it to you tomorrow.”
I was wrapped in the warmest blanket money could buy,
but it felt like I was back in high school again.
I was on the floor of the girls‘ bathroom, clutching my ‘ripped clothes,
while Isolde dumped a bucket of filthy mop water over my head.
Same cold.
Same despair,
All these years…
And she still has me dancing like a puppet in her palm.
After getting what he wanted, Sebastian didn’t leave right away.
He even softened his voice like it actually meant something.
“Elara… I swear, this’ll be the last time.”
He wrapped his arms around me through the covers, holding on tight.
Too tight.
I didn’t say a word.
But in my head, I thought-
Sebastian, that was my last time too.
When he finally left, I got up like a ghost.
Dressed.
Followed him out the door.
Before leaving, I noticed the wet spot on the comforter.
It wasn’t mine.
I let out a bitter laugh.
At him.
At myself.
Crocodile tears.
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Same club.
Same private lounge.
“Damn, Sebastian, that was fast!”
“Guess that freak really is head over heels for you.”
“You’ve still got it, man!”
Even Isolde bounced up like a giddy little cheerleader,
throwing her arms around him for a kiss.
But this time, Sebastian flinched away.
His smile was forced.
“For you? I’d do… anything.”
I stood frozen behind the door, numb from the heart out.
Anything.
Yeah, I remember.
Sebastian, do you remember?
I used to feel that way about you too.
Inside, Isolde giggled.
“Sebastian, you were with her five years. Not even a little attached?”
Sebastian paused.
Then pulled her in tighter, like he was trying to convince himself.
“Not even a bit.”
“Every time I touched her ugly body, I wanted to puke.”
The words hit like a punch.
I slapped a hand over my mouth to keep from sobbing out loud.
After graduation, no one would hire me because of my face.
So I took whatever work I could find.
Delivery driver.
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Janitor.
Even secretly cleaned houses when money got really tight.
At twenty–something, I didn’t own a single piece of makeup.
Every cent I earned went toward food, rent, and making sure Sebastian lived a little better.
Better clothes.
Hot meals.
Never once skimped on him.
For five whole years, I gave him every ounce of love I had.
And all I got in return was “ugly” and “disgusting.”
When I was delivering in the rain and got hit by a car, I didn’t cry.
When I passed out flyers in the heat and got screamed at, I didn’t cry.
When I crouched outside a convenience store chewing on stale bread because I couldn’t afford water, I still didn’t cry.
But now-
Just a couple of words from Sebastian,
And the tears wouldn’t stop.
Sebastian…
You were the one who picked me up from that filthy street.
You helped me finish those deliveries.
You dried my soaking clothes and told me to be kinder to myself.
You were the one who grabbed the cold, stale food out of my hand and made me promise to live better.
And now, you’re the one hugging the woman who destroyed my face,
Calling me disgusting.
Sebastian.
Who the hell are you really?
I wiped my face.
