As Dexie looked at his cold but undeniably handsome face, memories stirred in her chest. But there was nothing sweet to remember.

Their story was never tender. Only his one-sided passion crashed against her indifference.

Maybe… just maybe… she would’ve reconsidered if there had been even one good memory worth holding onto.

But the image of him embracing Natalie in the hallway earlier, it shattered the last tiny spark she had left for him.

“Mallen… it’s been over a year. I’m ...