After 999 Nights, He Said We Were Never Together Chapter 19

After 999 Nights, He Said We Were Never Together Chapter 19

The forgiveness and delighted surprise Ryan expected never appeared on Sophie’s face.

Her quiet response froze his expression.

He had finally told her the truth in his heart. Why did she still seem not to care?

Looking at her cold face through the car window, he felt every breath grow heavier.

Time was running out, so he forced himself to continue, holding nothing back.

“Sophie, you’re the only person I love now. Please give me one more chance. I swear I won’t make those mistakes again. I’ll tell everyone we’re together, and I’ll treat you the way I used to. If you’re willing, we can get engaged immediately. I’ll give you a clear future. I promise.”

He spoke every word with absolute conviction.

Sophie lowered her gaze. When she looked up again, her eyes were clear.

If he had said those things two months earlier, she would have believed him.

But there were no second versions of the past.

And she no longer wanted the future he offered.

“I don’t believe I’m the person you love, and I don’t believe we have a future. If that’s all you wanted to say, then I’ll make my answer just as clear. You and I will never happen.”

The last of Ryan’s hope was severed.

His face dimmed. His body trembled, and veins stood out across the hand he had clenched into a fist.

He looked at her with naked grief, his voice breaking.

“Why? Sophie, I know I was wrong. Why can’t you forgive me? Did you forget that you once said all you wanted was to stay with me? Did you forget you promised we’d never separate?”

Sophie remembered every promise she had made.

She had once considered Ryan and their relationship the most precious things in her life.

But promises had limits.

They lasted only as long as the love behind them.

Now she and Ryan were almost strangers.

What point was there in speaking of vows or old affection?

She refused to give him more time to perform his repentance.

“Did you forget that you said I was only your best friend? That a life with me would be boring because there

was nothing left to discover? Did you forget saying you could love anyone except me? Or telling me never to

appear in front of you again? You remember everything except the words that make you look guilty, don’t

you?”

With each firm sentence, Ryan’s face turned grayer.

The jokes and angry words he had spoken without thought now came back like blades and buried

themselves in his own heart.

He shook his head again and again.

“No, Sophie. I only said those things because I hadn’t realized I loved you yet…”

“And when you turned our secret relationship into entertainment for your friends at the bar, did you ever imagine this day would come?”

The question answered something Ryan had never understood.

At last, he knew why Sophie and Isabelle had clashed at the bar and why nothing between him and Sophie

had been the same afterward.

She had heard everything from outside the room.

The realization filled his head with a deafening roar. It felt as if the blood in his body had reversed direction.

His thoughts raced as he searched desperately for an explanation.

Without thinking, he reached through the open window, trying to take her hand and keep her there long

enough to speak.

But his ten minutes were over.

Sophie closed the window without hesitation.

It trapped his hand, crushing the skin until it turned dark purple.

He still refused to pull away.

Thin lines of blood ran down the glass, and the metallic scent spread through the air.

Sophie frowned, lowered the window just enough to push his limp hand outside, then closed it again.

She started the car and left him with one final sentence, her voice cold and unwavering.

“Keep your selfish, hypocritical version of love for Isabelle Monroe. I don’t need it.”