Chapter 49

• Two months had passed since I made the agonizing decision to fake my death and disappear from the life I once knew. My mum and I had relocated to a new city, far from the prying eyes and painful memories that haunted me. Yet, despite our best efforts to start afresh, the specter of Mr. Anderson loomed over me like a shadow, a constant reminder of a love lost and a future shattered.
• I had made a vow to myself to move on, to let go of the hope that Mr. Anderson would ever love me back. He had made it abundantly clear that I was not his, that our brief moments of happiness were nothing more than fleeting illusions. And so, I buried my feelings deep within me, refusing to acknowledge the ache that still lingered in the depths of my heart.
• My mum had been my rock during these trying times, tirelessly working to take care of me and ensure that we had everything we needed. But as the days stretched into weeks, I knew that I needed to do my part as well. I needed to find a job, to support my mum and contribute to our new life together.