Chapter 390

Eleven years ago, her memories weren't particularly clear. But there was one thing she never forgot. Alston, reserved in his emotions, had a proud and contradictory nature. He never willingly shared anything with her. At that time, the only person she was close to was Marian. During holidays, when Alston wanted to be a little romantic, he would consult Marian about her preferences. She used to get jealous over it, feeling petty about herself, only to find out later that he ended up with Marian. She waited for so long, but he never came back. Instead, Marian told her with a look of pity that he didn't love her; he loved Marian. The things he did to please her were all for Marian. For these eleven years, she had swallowed countless tears each time Alston did something to hurt her. Her memories of him grew hazier, and her love for him became tainted with obsession. She had never been so clear that Alston was no longer worth her stubborn persistence. Cecilia's eyes reddened. She had nothin