I looked online and saw so many photos of newborns—wrinkled, scrunched-up, honestly not very cute at all.
I really hope our baby is a beautiful little angel.
Forgive me for being so shallow, okay?
Anyway, I’m getting off topic.
That day, Nanette and I went to The Fitzgerald Group. I was standing by the door when I overheard what you said.
You said…
At this point, Victor noticed the dried streaks of tears on the letter.
He knew—his Isadora must have cried her heart out writing these words.
A crushing ache tightened around Victor’s chest. His lips trembled, tears slipping from reddened eyes and falling silently onto the page.
After a long moment, Victor forced himself to keep reading.
It’s not true that I don’t mind.
But I believe in your love for me.
So I guessed—you must have said those things on purpose, right?
That’s why, more than being upset, I felt worried and uneasy.
I remembered that time you came back from Europe, your chest bandaged in white but still stained with blood, covered in wounds.
You looked absolutely awful!
So, I’m not letting you get hurt again!
You hear me?
But right now, there’s nothing I can do for you. The only thing I can do is take better care of myself.
But, well, that’s just how women are.
Even though I know your coldness isn’t real, my heart still aches, little by little.
I can’t even imagine what I’d become if you ever stopped loving me.
I bet right now you want to scold me—wondering why I’ve got so many crazy thoughts running through my head!
Are you sad now? Do you feel guilty for making me cry?
Well then, here’s your punishment: you have to be good to me for the rest of your life!
Victor, there’s something I want to say.
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The readers' comments on the novel: Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)
It takes too long to get to the point. Too much unnecessary in between in all of these books. Too many extra characters, the authors lose the plot after a while....