Chapter 3
Perhaps it was my soft heart. After a brief hesitation, 1 still accepted the flowers.
Norton Dan’s lips couldn’t help but curl into a grin. That was when I noticed he had two inte canite se pubery or de of youthful charm to his face
This event, along with Norton, was soon cast out of my mind.
I had been a psychologist for many years, encountering many patients struggling will causes for patrem the proge v return to a normal therapeutic relationship.
hat time, 1 thought Norton’s feelings for me would fade with time.
But three years later, he showed up in front of me again, holding flowers in his hands
The boyish look had vanished from his face, but the love in his eyes was as string as hat bem firee years ago perting
He expressed his feelings for me time and again, carefully attending to all my emotions. Throughout he pursue was always acfill Be party murtured our relationship, and any concerns I raised were easily put to rest.
I was well aware that the chances of Norton and I having a happy ending were sim, yet I still found myef swayng under his pastián passes and sincerity.
I couldn’t control my emotions, and I watched myself sink deeper.
There are many people in this world who knowingly step into situations they shouldn’t I was me of ten.
On the ninety–ninth time Norton confessed his feelings to me, I finally agreed.
That night, we embraced on the beach, fireworks dazzling in the sky behind us.
Tears glistened in his eyes as he held me tight.
“Helen Timothy, this moment, I’ve dreamed of it for three years. Finally, it’s here.”
In the four years we were together, his love for me grew with each passing day.
Perhaps because of my profession, I was more sensitive to emotional changes.
The first sign that something was wrong came six months ago.
The reason was simple: Norton changed his phone password.
Then, he started coming home late and leaving early, ignoring my feelings. His phone never left his side.
He no longer listened to me, and I could sense his growing irritation toward me.
12:19
Butchered by Love
