On the day I received the certificate, I made a three-part agreement with my bitter rival: only talk about interests, not feelings, and don't be tempted.
But that day, I found photos of me from high school on his phone.
The note only has two words: private.
Later, he blocked all overt and covert attacks for me, and I betrayed the interests of the entire family for him.
We all thought it was just good acting.
Until he stood in front of me covered in blood and said in a hoarse voice:
"I give up on this one. From the first time you beat me, I wanted you to be mine alone."
I asked him why he didn't tell him earlier.
He said: "I told you earlier, how could you marry me?"
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