Chapter 7

The last time I saw Liam before I left the country was at the airport.

Chloe walked ahead, holding a vlogging camera, filming a video.

Liam followed behind her, loaded down with bags, dragging two suitcases.

When he saw me, his expression froze.

I don't know if he remembered his old ambition for Harvard, but right then, he seemed to shrink back, avoiding my eyes.

Chloe noticed me too. She walked up, greeted me enthusiastically, and then waved at her camera.

"Hey, Oxford genius! What a coincidence seeing you here. I heard you got into Oxford for grad school. Are you heading out now?"

I discreetly moved away, offering a polite goodbye.

After that, Liam and I went our separate ways, one left, one right.

Like two parallel lines, never meant to cross again. That turn was our goodbye, forever.

I remembered that day in my previous life. It was Mr. and Mrs. Miller who dropped us off at the airport.

Back then, Liam and I hadn't spoken for ages, but we tried our best to act normal for his parents.

The moment we boarded the plane, Liam swapped seats with another passenger.

We didn't exchange another word until his mom fell gravely ill.

Some people are just meant for different journeys. Forcing two separate paths to merge only brings misery.