Chapter 1

"Scarlett, I'm tired of this."

The man sat by the bedside, smoke swirling from his fingertips.

He looked over coldly.

My eyes reddened as I seemed to realize something, but I still asked stubbornly, "Why?"

"She's back."

My eyes turned red. A bitter smile curled on my lips. "Fine, if that's the case, I'll fulfill your wish. Let's get a divorce."

At that moment, I finally understood that I had been nothing more than a stand-in all along.

1

"Alright, I'll come over now."

After Levi took a phone call, he grabbed the clothes beside him. He glanced at me and then turned to leave.

Seeing him become anxious and uneasy just after taking a call, my heart was instantly filled with resentment.

With red-rimmed eyes, I suddenly smashed the wedding photo on the bedside table onto the floor with a "bang."

My voice choked as I shouted harshly at him, "Levi, if you walk out today, then we're truly done."

The man hesitated for a moment but still turned and left.

Only then did I clearly realize that three years of companionship meant nothing to him.

I looked at the shattered wedding photo on the floor, feeling it was both ironic and ridiculous.

2

Levi and I met in college.

Back then, Levi was the campus heartthrob, with an exceptionally handsome face.

Levi and I crossed paths because one time, I was cornered by a group of thugs.

He happened to show up and help me out.

I remember him back then. His personality was bold, with a gold and white earring on his ear and a bright smile on his face.

I still remember the first thing he said, "Are you a kid? Crying so much. You're a crybaby."

From then on, I had a new nickname.

Whenever I saw him at school, I always tried to avoid him, thinking he was a fierce person.

But every time he saw me, he would tease me, saying, "Are you that scared of me, crybaby?"

3

One time, I was at home studying when I received a call from Levi.

"Camila, are you really not coming to see me?"

Hearing Levi's choked voice, my heart tightened.

Because the name Camila wasn't my name.

In that instant, I was stunned.

The man on the other end continued, "Camila, do you know? I really love you. Let's not break up, okay? Please... don't break up."

As I listened to his words, the pain in my heart only deepened.

I tried hard to calm the sadness within me and then said softly, "I'm not Camila."

Just then, the sound of a breaking bottle came from the other end of the phone.

I vaguely heard his friend's angry shout, "Levi, are you trying to kill yourself?"

I couldn't help but worry. Could Levi have done something to hurt himself?

So, I rushed to the bar he mentioned.

By the time I arrived, Levi was completely drunk.

He was mumbling, "Camila."

Seeing him like that, I couldn't describe how I felt. It was suffocating.

It was the first time I had seen Levi so devastated. What kind of girl could make him so heartbroken?

I couldn't help but feel a little envious of that girl named Camila.

At that moment, Levi seemed a bit out of it.

When he saw me, he immediately hugged me tightly and kissed me.

My eyes widened. I didn't understand why he would do that.