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That day, everyone said Ryan seemed to have truly stopped loving me.
No one had imagined that we once loved each other so deeply.
In the end, he was getting married, but the bride wasn’t me.
Everyone thought Ryan would always wait for me.
Everyone was curious about who this Emma was, who could make Ryan so infatuated and loving.
I knew Ryan didn’t want to see me again, so I left the class reunion early.
On my way home, a friend sent me a photo of Emma.
Emma looked very innocent in the photo. I heard she loved to smile and act coy, which was the type of girl Ryan liked.
My friend asked me: “Lily, don’t you think Emma’s smile looks a lot like yours?”
“Do you think Ryan still loves you? Is this really how it ends between you two?”
I let out a soft sigh, remained silent for a long time, then smiled and said: “It doesn’t matter. I don’t care anymore.”
I didn’t want to get entangled with Ryan anymore.
I thought he would never know that I had secretly given birth to our child, hiding it from everyone.
That child was sick and was about to die.
