He Said I Was NOBODY, But Now He’s Begging For My Love Letter Chapter 07

He Said I Was NOBODY, But Now He’s Begging For My Love Letter Chapter 07

Elara and I went back to my studio apartment in silence. 

I wasn’t sure why she followed me. 

Perhaps out of guilt, or sheer embarrassment. 

Or maybe she was just used to having someone by her side when things went wrong. 

She tried to speak several times on the way. But nothing came out. 

We changed and washed up quietly, like strangers sharing a hotel bed. 

When we turned off the lights and lay down, Elara turned to me suddenly. 

“Wow, Elias is really loaded,” she said, voice bright, almost 

excited. 

“Seventy–three thousand dollars, just like that.” 

I didn’t reply, my face turned away. 

“Seriously, Mr. Vanderbilt’s rich too, but not that quick,” she 

went on. 

She flipped onto her back, excited in a way I didn’t recognize. 

“Seventy–three thousand at once!” 

She kept talking, fixated on the number. Her tone was light, 

like she’d won something. 

Something snapped in me. 

In the dark, I hardened my expression and cut her off., “What 

are you trying to say?” 

Elara went quiet instantly. 

The room fell still except for distant car noise. 

She looked over at me, surprised by my tone. 

“Why are you yelling? You’re being so weird.” 

I breathed deeply and stayed quiet. 

Elara was angry. 

“I was just saying he’s generous! Can’t I even comment on that?” 

“Someone just paid seventy–three thousand for you, and you’re not bothered?” 

I said nothing, and seeing me like this, she gradually calmed down. 

After a long while, when I thought she’d fallen asleep, she spoke quietly. 

“Lila… you didn’t fall for him, did you?” 

Her voice was low, but it pierced me. 

Not painful–just bitter. 

My heart slammed against my ribs. I was scared she could 

hear it in the silence. 

I held my breath. She’d seen right through me. 

Even I didn’t want to admit the truth. 

After a beat, I said, “No.” 

Elara didn’t press further. 

She rolled over, her back to me. 

“Good.” 

“You heard what he said in the restaurant. He doesn’t like 

you. So don’t be stupid.” 

I didn’t answer. 

Cars passed outside. The noise softened the awkward 

silence. 

I stared at the dark ceiling, replaying her words. 

“Did you fall for him?” 

“No.” 

I wasn’t lying to her. I was lying to myself. 

That was how crushes worked–you couldn’t even say the 

words out loud. 

Tears slid silently into my pillow. 

I knew I wouldn’t sleep tonight.