Chapter 1142: (END)

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Kalel agreed, yet inwardly, he laughed—it was just a rumor started by Percy and friends. Despite his reluctance to abandon the idea of love, taking over the family business from Shawn and Katherine had consumed all his time.

“It’s odd, but I envy you. All my life, I’ve been unsure about what I want or like, or what I should do. I’ve felt so ordinary, as if I’m just filling space. I know I should aspire for more, but part of me accepts who I am.”

Sariah shared more than she had in years, opening up fully for the first time since their friendship had waned.

“If you’re content, that’s what matters,” Kalel responded, his indifferent tone casting a shadow over Sariah’s mood, prompting self-ridicule.

“Compared to you, Aurora, Dunn, Molly, Lucas, and even Ryland—who all seem to have your paths carved out—I feel utterly lost.”

“Why draw comparisons between us?”

Sariah met his gaze. “Is that why you stopped reaching out? Because you felt I wasn’t worth your time anymore?”

Kalel’s grip on his glass tightened. Raising an eyebrow, he finally voiced his longstanding question. “Weren’t you the one who blocked me first?”

Caught off guard, Sariah stammered, “I… I was worried you’d disapprove of my dating life. But I unblocked you ages ago!”

“Actually, you unblocked me just last…”

…year” Kalel leaned back and regarded her casually. “Four years of silence, and now my Instagram activity catches your attention?”

He took a sip of his drink. “It was just something I stumbled upon.”

Sariah didn’t pursue the topic further, choosing instead to drown her sorrows glass by glass. Kalel let her be until she was visibly intoxicated. “Is this really going to help you find what you’re looking for?” he asked gently.

Swaying slightly, Sariah found solace in Kalel’s embrace, wrapping her arms around him and breaking down in tears.

The next morning greeted them with bright sunlight. A flimsy white blanket barely clung to Kalel’s lower half, his arm unintentionally pinning Sariah down. As she struggled to free herself, clarity gradually returned.

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When Kalel’s eyes opened, they realized how awkwardly they were entwined. They exchanged embarrassed glances as the reality of their position sank in.

“Kalel, where’s the nearest river?” Sariah asked with eerie calm.

Startled, he replied, “You can’t be serious. If it comes to that, just point the finger at me.”

“Are you saying you’d take responsibility?”

“Absolutely,” he answered without hesitation.

“And… do you have feelings for me?”

After a brief pause, Kalel said, “I’m willing to see where this goes.” Then he looked at her and asked, “What about you? Do you have feelings for me?”

“I’m not sure about my feelings,” Sariah admitted, turning away with a mischievous smile. “But last night was certainly memorable.”

Four years later, Kalel cleared his schedule to attend a concert with Sariah. As the big screen flashed their faces, he seized the moment—producing a ring and kneeling before her. Amidst the roaring crowd and the glow of the spotlight, she said yes.

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The End.

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