I returned to our place and packed up everything that belonged to me.

The most important item was that wedding dress.

I had poured my heart and soul into it.

From choosing the bridal shop to deciding on the style and color, I was involved in every detail.

After waiting painfully for six months, I finally got it.

I still hadn't worn it even once because I had planned to wear it for the first time in front of Norman.

Unfortunately, that opportunity was gone.

The custom-made wedding dress couldn't be returned, so I grabbed a pair of scissors and cut it into pieces.

As I cut the wedding dress, I thought I would cry, but surprisingly, I stayed completely calm.

Maybe the buildup of disappointments had finally led me to this moment of acceptance.

Before I left, I wanted to write him a note as a final goodbye.

But when I picked up the pen, I realized I didn't know what to say.

In the end, I left calmly and went to my childhood friend Lina's place.

"Only you would treat a guy like Norman as a treasure."

Lina has always been straightforward in her speech.

"In my eyes, he's not even worth as much as crap."

Several of my close friends chimed in, agreeing with Lina.

"Yuna is just infatuated; sometimes women are like that. When they get captivated by a certain guy, their whole world gets filled up, leaving no room for anyone else."

I silently added in my mind that once you see someone for who they truly are, you can also walk away without hesitation.

At least that's how I feel.

As we were chatting, the gazes of my friends suddenly became fixated.

I was puzzled about what had caught their attention when a figure approached us.

I lifted my head slightly and locked eyes with the person.

It was Kane Lewis.

I felt a bit dazed; wasn't he supposed to be settled in the UK? How did he come back?

I hadn't seen him in about ten years, and I wasn't sure I would even recognize him now.

He was wearing a sharp business suit, with a model-like physique and long, straight legs.

Wow, the moment I saw him, I realized how blind I had been all these years, mistaking Norman for a handsome guy.

Kane is three years younger than me; when he left, he was only in the second year of junior high.

When I went to see him off, he looked at me with determination and said, "One day, I will come back to find you."

Unconsciously, I recalled our youthful past and felt a slight blush creeping onto my cheeks.

Kane stopped in front of me and tilted his head, looking at me.

"Yuna, may I sit next to you?"

After the party ended, Kane drove me back to my place.

During the ride, my best friend Lina kept texting me.

"Yuna, seize the moment and go for this handsome guy!"

I rolled my eyes and texted her back.

"Come on, he's taken over the family business and is now the president of a billion-dollar publicly traded company. There's no way he'd be interested in me."

Lina pressed on, "Just say you're inexperienced. The way he looked at you during dinner was like he wanted to devour you. I study psychology, trust me on this."

I texted back, "Stop talking nonsense!"

Lina responded dismissively, "What nonsense? Why should Norman get to find other women behind your back? Are you really going to stay loyal to him forever?"

"After being with this jerk for seven years, don't you think that's a loss? Don't you want to treat yourself better?"

Her words felt like they had opened a can of worms, stirring up all my doubts and thoughts.

Just as I was about to reply, the car slowly came to a stop at the hotel entrance.

I thanked him, saying, "I really appreciate you driving me home so late."

Kane looked at me with a charming smile, making my heart race.

"Yuna, I told you I'd come back to find you. Did you forget?"