Chapter 2

In that instant, my mind went completely blank.

I couldn't process what was happening.

Nora kept chattering away.

It sounded like complaining.

But her face couldn't hide her smile.

"He has severe sleep disorder. He needs to hold me every time to fall asleep. Says my scent calms him down, especially down there."

"Just now he texted me, told me not to shower. He likes me all natural."

When our eyes met, I could only smile awkwardly.

Kieran Smith also had severe insomnia.

I couldn't accept this for a moment.

Before my brain could catch up, my hand reached for the bracelet Nora had left on the desk.

While she wasn't paying attention, I slipped it into my pocket.

An hour later, I called her.

"Miss Yuvette, you left your bracelet in my office."

"I just got off work. If you give me your address, I can drop it off for you."

My voice trembled as I spoke.

One hand gripped the phone while the other dug into my arm, trying to keep myself calm.

Nora agreed without thinking twice and sent me her address.

I gasped.

A luxury villa in the city center, less than 2 kilometers from Kieran Smith's school.

As I walked, my heart felt like someone was squeezing it. Even breathing became difficult.

I kept reassuring myself.

Maybe it was just someone with the same name.

Kieran wasn't the only one who won first place.

But an uneasy feeling kept gnawing at me.

Even standing at the door, I couldn't find the courage to knock.

Then voices drifted from inside the room.

"Nora, what took you so long to come back? I've been missing you."

"You can't leave early today. You have to keep me company."

Instantly, I froze completely.

That was Kieran Smith's voice.

But it sounded nothing like what I usually heard from him.

It was so sweet it could drip honey.

I couldn't imagine Kieran acting cute.

In an instant, my stomach churned violently.

Bitterness surged up my throat.

My legs went weak. I could only lean against the wall and slide to the ground.

Before long, disgusting moans reached my ears.

"Stop it, someone's coming over soon."

"Oh, doesn't that make it more exciting?"

Kieran's voice was like invisible hands tearing my heart into pieces.

Kieran and I had met through a blind date.

The first time we met, he wore a white shirt. He was well-spoken and never crossed any boundaries.

My first impression of him was that he was clean.

Later, he proved to be just that.

His bag always held tissues, an umbrella, and hair ties.

When I worked overtime, he'd bring me a hot meal.

He'd wait 6 hours without a single complaint.

He had boundaries.

Six months into our relationship, we shared our first kiss. He was so careful, like he was holding a piece of jade.

After 2 years together, we had our first time.

His movements were gentle. When he saw me frown, he'd stop and ask if it hurt.

My friends all thought I'd found a normal person and was in a healthy relationship.

I thought so too.

He was a teacher, I was a doctor.

Everything seemed perfect.

A month ago, on our 6th anniversary, we got engaged.

But now, my fiancé was on the other side of this wall.

Holding another woman.

They were being rough. They knocked over a vase.

"Another new position? Do you ever think about how old I am?"

Kieran was breathing heavily, showing no signs of stopping.

"But it feels so good like this."

In my memory, Kieran only ever used one position.

Back then, I had even asked him about it.

He just smiled.

Said he didn't like all those new tricks.

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

So it wasn't that he didn't like them. He just didn't want to with me.

Inside, they continued.

My phone rang at that moment.

"Dr. Johnson, how much longer until you arrive?"

I stared at my phone for a long time, typing and deleting messages.

Tears dripped onto my phone screen. Everything blurred.

6 years of feelings turned to nothing.

I couldn't accept it. I couldn't bear it.

Listening to the sounds from inside, I finally made up my mind.

I dialed a number.

"I want to report something."