Chapter 4

My emotions flared up again.

But this time, Captain Miller didn't interrupt me.

Instead, he watched me carefully, seeming genuinely ready to listen.

I decided to continue.

I even took a moment to steady myself, knowing that when emotions run high, it's easy to say the wrong thing.

That day, Scarlett and I had arranged to go back to the university to pick up our diplomas.

For a long-awaited reunion, and to put a definitive end to our four-year relationship.

After all, from the moment we started dating, our relationship was different from ordinary couples.

What she showed me was more a dependence on an older brother figure.

Or, to put it more bluntly, she was seeking the comfort of a father's love from me.

In high school, I was obsessed with writing crime fiction and neglected my studies.

I failed to get into university for five consecutive years.

In the sixth year, my dad smashed my computer and tablet, burned my manuscripts.

He swore that if I didn't get into university this time, he'd send me to a mental hospital.

It was only then, after a year of hellish cramming, that I finally got into this average university.

So, compared to Scarlett and her peers, being five years older, I was much more mature than them.

The first time I saw Scarlett, a sense of familiarity washed over me.

My usually calm heart skipped a beat for her.

We were drawn to each other and quickly became a couple.

Our bond was something sacred, a mix of profound love, a sibling-like connection, and a deep, almost paternal affection.

How could such a bond be fixated on mere physical pleasure?

We cared more about a high level of spiritual compatibility.

But what would happen to our relationship once we left the campus?

Society would ultimately define relationships between men and women by those physical acts.

How could our sacred and pure bond be defiled by such things?

After discussing it many times, we decided that on the day we picked up our diplomas: we would break up.

After getting our diplomas, we walked out of school, holding hands one last time.

I was waiting for her to say goodbye.

Because those two words, coming from me, would hurt her too much.

It wasn't until we walked out of school that she turned around, her eyes brimming with tears, and looked at me steadily.

I took a deep breath, waiting for her to deliver the final verdict.

But, to my surprise, what she said was…

"Jax, could you… could you take me? Just once?"

"You were enraged that she defiled your sacred bond, so you killed her afterward, didn't you?"

Captain Miller suddenly interrupted me, a look of insight on his face.