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My Ex's Crush Won't Stop Loving Me (GL)
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00:01Time Crush came back. I stood drenched in liquor in the middle of a bar. The music was deafening,
00:07but it couldn't drown out the laughter. Every eye was on me. Daisy sat in the middle of the couch,
00:13drink in hand, and summoned me over like O's. She picked up my new sketches,
00:18flipped through them in front of everyone, and said,
00:20Your work has no soul. All you do is copy, just like you.
00:26Nothing but a fake, her friends piled on, tearing years of hard work to schrade. One of them tossed
00:33my sketches down and sneered. Did you pick your dignity up off the floor, too? This wasn't the
00:38first time they'd humiliated me. I'd learned to keep my head down and my mouth shut. Fighting back
00:43only made them worse, but seeing my sketches under their shoes, something in me finally snapped.
00:48I picked them up one by one, though Daisy in the eye, and said quietly,
00:53You've gone too far. For one second, the room went silent. The smile vanished from Daisy's eye.
00:59She rose, walked over, and straightened my collar like she was being conned. Then she dumped her
01:05entire drink over my head. Ice-cold liquor ran down my hair, blurred my vision, and soaked the
01:10sketches in my arm. The room erupted. Phones came out. Someone laughed. That's what a fake deserves.
01:18I stood there cold to the bun. No one in that room was going to defend me. I clutched the
01:24ruined
01:24sketches and forced myself out of that suffocating Viabby room. The hallway light stung my eyes.
01:30I leaned against the wall, wiped my face, and told myself not to cry. I told myself so many times.
01:37Just hold on, it'll pass. Then a pair of heels stopped in front of me. I looked up. A beautiful
01:42stranger stood there watching me. Her dark trench coat was sharply tailored, calm, and composed.
01:48She was nothing like anyone else in that pair. She never took her eyes off me. Our eyes met and
01:53my heart skipped. Then I recognized her. Bonnie, Daisy had obsessed over that name for four years.
01:59I'd heard it countless times but never met her until now. I'd wondered for years what she was like.
02:04Now that she was here, I couldn't say a word. Bonnie said nothing. Her eyes moved from my soaked hair
02:10to the sketches in my arms, and something like pain flickered across her fits. She pulled out a pack
02:16of tissues and held it out to me. I froze for a second, then reached for it too fast. Our
02:20fingers
02:20brushed, and the pack slipped to the floor. We bent down at the same time. Our fingers nearly touched
02:27again. And so did our eyes. I stood before the restroom mirror and my clothes stained with liquor and my
02:35hair a mess. Had I been humiliated so long that I'd forgotten how to fight back? Then my phone
02:40rang Dej. Still hiding, princess? Everyone's waiting. I answered softly, fixed my clothes, took a breath,
02:47and walked out. Bonnie was at the end of the hall, leaning against the wall with a cigarette. She heard
02:53my footsteps and glance over she didn't ask what took so long. She just stubbed out the cigarette.
02:57Let's go in together. The moment the Viap room opened, every eye snapped back to me. I headed for the
03:03farthest corner. But Bonnie pulled out the chair beside her. Sit here. It wasn't a request. With
03:10everyone watching, I sat beside her. Daisy's smile tightened, her fingers crushing the glass. But she
03:16kept chatting like nothing was wrong. Her eyes kept darting between us. Every glance Bonnie gave me
03:21wore down her page. Then the blonde laughed and said, a nobody designer like me had no place at a
03:28party
03:28like this. She looked straight at me. People like you just get in the way. Right, Bonnie? The room went
03:35silent. I lowered my head, waiting for the next insult. Bonnie only looked up, completely calm. If
03:41anyone here doesn't belong, it isn't her. No one dared say another word. For the rest of the night,
03:47Bonnie quietly looked out for me. Someone pours me hard liquor. She swapped. My liquor for juice.
03:53Someone puts me on the spot. She shuts it down cold. I didn't know why she cared, but I couldn't
03:59stop looking at her. When the party ended, I followed the crowd out. As we passed, Bonnie caught my hand
04:06and placed something cold in my palm. I opened my hand. A black fountain pen lay there, engraved with
04:12the logo I knew by heart, my studio's logo. The party went on, but my mind was somewhere else.
04:20I designed that logo myself. It was one of a kind that pen couldn't have reached Bonnie by accident.
04:27The more I thought, the more frantic I got. Fulled by the alcohol, I chased after her for ants.
04:32The hotel hallway was silent as I blocked her path and held up the pen.
04:37Why do you have this? Bonnie didn't explain. She looked at me and asked,
04:41Chloe, do you remember the snowstorm four years ago? One sentence ripped open a memory I buried for
04:47four years. Four years ago, someone set me up and abandoned me on a snowy mountain. The car left,
04:54my phone had no signal, and the blizzard nearly swallowed me whole. I stumbled through the snow
05:00for what felt like hours before. I saw a lit cabin in the distance. The woman inside pulled me to
05:07the
05:07fire, gave me hot water, blankets, and food, then let me take the only room while she stayed by the
05:12fireplace all night. We talked all night about design, dreams, loneliness, and the future. For
05:18the first time, I opened up completely to a stranger. By morning, the snow had stopped. Knowing
05:24we'd soon part, I gave her the pen I always carried, but I was so weak that the memory of
05:31the pen faded
05:32into fragments. After I left the mountain, she vanished. I couldn't find her, and without the pen,
05:38I had no proof that night had ever happened. The longer it had been, the more I wondered if the
05:43cold had made me imagine it. So I buried the memory and never spoke of it again by the time
05:48I finished.
05:49Tears were streaming down my face. Bonnie didn't rush to comfort me. She simply put the pen back in
05:55my palm. It wasn't a dream. I kept this pen, and I've been looking for you too. I never forgot
06:01that
06:01snowy night, or the girl who gave me this pen, and smiled as we promised to meet again.
06:08I couldn't hold back anymore. I threw myself into her arm. She lowered her head and kissed me.
06:13When we left the bar that night, she never let go of my rich. The second the door locked,
06:19she pressed against my back and rested her chin on my shoal. I turned around. She stared at me,
06:24pinned me to the entryway wall, and kissed me harder than before. She led me through the dark,
06:29and we tumbled onto the bed. She held my wrists against the pillows, leaned to my ear, and whispered,
06:35is this okay? When I opened my eyes, sunlight was already spilling across the bed.
06:43I stared at the ceiling, strange, yet somehow familiar. From our reunion at the bar to that pen,
06:50I wondered if I was still trapped in a dream that felt too real. Warmth brushed my palm. The pen
06:59was on
06:59the nightstand, and Bonnie's arms were wrapped around me. The clothes scattered across the floor proved
07:05last night was real. I stole a glance at Bonnie. She was already watching me. Girlfriend. I froze.
07:15I'd spent years being dismissed and belittled. I never imagined someone would claim me so naturally,
07:22and placed me beside her as the person she loved. Bitterness and happiness hit me at once. I looked
07:28down, smiling as my ears burned. Bonnie seemed pleased and pulled me closer. I rested against her
07:35chest and listened to her steady heartbeat. The room was quiet except for our breathing.
07:40Neither of us wanted the moment to end. Our eyes met, and we leaned in for another soft kiss.
07:47Then frantic knocking shattered the moment. I ducked under the covers. Bonnie stayed perfectly calm.
07:54Don't be scared.
07:59The door opened. One glance through the gap woke me up instantly. It was Daisy. She was dressed to
08:06impress, holding homemade breakfast and wearing an eager smile. Then, that smile froze. Bonnie had gotten up
08:14in a hurry. Her collar hung open, exposing a fresh hickey on her neck. Daisy stared at it, then swept
08:21across the room, the messy bed, the clothes on the floor, and me sitting there. All the color drained
08:27from her face. Her hand tightened around the breakfast bag. Daisy clearly couldn't accept what she was
08:34seeing. From last night's bar, to finding me in Bonnie's room this morning, every shred of her
08:42confidence had shattered. She stood in the doorway, looking back and forth between us, but the state
08:48of the room made one thing clear. This was no misunderstanding. This is all just a coincidence,
08:53right? Bonnie said nothing. Why is she in your room? Why is she wearing your clothes? Daisy kept repeating
09:00herself, as if one denial from Bonnie could undo everything. But Bonnie blocked the doorway and never
09:06let her take a single step inside. She's my girlfriend. The hallway went still. Only the faint
09:14hum of the air air conditioner remained. Daisy froze, unable to speak. I gripped the blanket,
09:20my eyes burning. I'd spent my whole life facing other people's cruelly alone. No one had ever stood up
09:27for me. This time was different. I'd even prepared myself for Bonnie to dismiss me as a one-night stand.
09:36But one word, girlfriend, shut the whole storm outside. Of course, Daisy wouldn't accept it that easily.
09:45She drew a deep breath. Bonnie, we've known each other for years. I was there on your first day of
09:52school. Every birthday. I've loved you all this time, and you know it. How long have you even known
09:59her? Do you really know who she is? Or is this just a phase? Her words came faster, and the
10:08resentment
10:08in her eyes grew sharper. Bonnie waited until she finished, then finally spoke. Daisy, you've always
10:16been my friend. That was enough to silent her. Then Bonnie added calmly, but Chloe is my girlfriend.
10:25Daisy stood there, stunned. The fight drained from her eyes, leaving only defeat. Later, I overheard the
10:33hotel staff talking. She stood alone in that hallway for almost 20 minutes, white as a ghost. I didn't
10:40know then that the fight wasn't over. The real storm had only begun. Three days after Bonnie walked into
10:48my life, she moved her luggage straight into my apartment. She stood at the door and said,
10:54I live here now. Calm, final, and not up for bait. For four years, I'd handled everything alone. Then
11:02suddenly, there were two pairs of slippers, a light waiting for me, and someone who cared whether I'd eaten.
11:08The next morning, Bonnie took me shopping. She said a designer couldn't hide forever. I had to learn to
11:15appreciate myself too. I expected a normal shopping trip. She took me straight into the mall's top luxury
11:22boutiques. I said I liked a coat color. Bonnie nodded at the sale associate. We'll take it. Wait! I only
11:30said
11:30it was pretty. If it's pretty, we buy it. It happened in every store. If I looked at something for
11:36more than
11:37two seconds, she bought it. I pulled her aside and whispered, do you just have too much money?
11:43Bonnie looked down at me, amused, and offered her hand like a formal introduction.
11:47Let me introduce myself, your girlfriend, senior luxury investor. Buying from brands I invest in is
11:54good for business. I burst out laughing. In that case, I'll gladly accept. She picked out clothes for me
12:01and helped me see myself differently. I'd always believed I wasn't talented enough or worth choosing.
12:07That day, she kept reminding me I didn't have to please anyone. After the clothing stores,
12:13Bonnie took my hand and led me somewhere else. I looked up and froze. A luxury Andre boutique.
12:19I stopped dead, my ears burning. Did we take a wrong turn? Bonnie glanced back, smiling. No. Pretty clothes
12:29are nice, but what's underneath should feel good, too. Bonnie browns carefully, holding different pieces
12:35up against me. She lifted a lace bra. This one would look incredible on you. Stop. People can hear you.
12:43Pick whichever set you like. I'm the only one who'll see it anyway. My heart skipped.
12:49Then I saw someone in the mirror. Daisy. Daisy wore her perfect smile, as if she hadn't humiliated me
12:57and poured a drink over my head days ago. She greeted Bonnie warmly, then turned to me. With a laugh,
13:03she called it all a misunderstanding. No need to make things ugly. People nearby stopped to watch.
13:08Whenever Daisy approached me, it was never a gesture of goodwill. It was the start of another
13:14humiliation. She kept talking as she moved closer, reaching for my shoulder like she meant to fix my
13:21clothes. I froze and intinctively stepped back. Bonnie moved between us. Daisy's smile cracked. She forced a
13:29laugh. You don't actually think I'd bully her, do you? Stay away from her. Daisy's face dartened. Before she could
13:38answer, cheers exploded from the mall atrium. Shoppers rushed the stage, but the crowd surged out of
13:44control. Someone knocked me off balance, and I fell straight into Bonnie's arms. The crowd trapped Daisy
13:51on the other side, leaving her to watch from a distance. She tried to force her way through,
13:56but kept getting pushed back. Her eyes locked on our joined hands, burning with resentment. Bonnie never
14:03looked back. She shielded me through the crowd, opened an empty fitting room, and pulled me inside.
14:11The door had barely closed when Daisy's voice drifted in from outside. Don't say anything.
14:17The fitting room was so tight that Bonnie and I were pressed together.
14:23Only then did I realize she had never let go of my hand. In the chaos, I hadn't noticed. Now,
14:29in the silence, the warmth of her palm was impossible to miss. I looked up and met her eyes.
14:36She studied me in silence, checking whether the crowd had scared me. Suddenly, I remembered the
14:43snowstorm four years ago. Back then, she had stood in front of me too. Four years had changed everything
14:50except the way she teched me. She slowly lowered her head, closing the space between us.
14:58But just before our lips touched, she stopped. She saw my tense shoulders and the fear still
15:05lingering in my eyes. So she didn't push. She rested her forehead against mine. Still scared?
15:12My nose stung. I shook my head. Not with you here. Bonnie finally smiled. She didn't kiss me.
15:21Bonnie. She only took my hand and slowly laced her fingers through mine. I thought leaving the
15:27fitting room would end it. But the second the door opened, Bonnie and I both stopped. Daisy was right
15:35outside. Her eyes passed over me and locked on Bonnie, still waiting for an answer. I tried to pull my
15:43hand
15:43free. Bonnie only held tighter, making no effort to hide us. Daisy ignored me and walked straight to
15:51Bonnie. It was the first time I'd ever seen proud, untouchable Daisy lower herself. She admitted she'd
15:58loved Bonnie for years and had spent all that time waiting for her return. She even said that if
16:04Bonnie chose her, she would overlook everything that had happened today. People kept passing. Many
16:12recognized Daisy and stopped to watch. Then I understood her plan. She was betting Bonnie wouldn't
16:19reject her in public. She was wrong. I never loved you. I never will. Daisy went silent, then laughed
16:28and finally turned to me. Every bit of frustration she'd buried turned into malice toward me. You're
16:36nobody. Just a small time designer with no connects, no status and no way to survive without clinging
16:43to someone. You used to crawl after me like a dog. Now you're doing it to Bonnie? Isn't sleeping your
16:51way up all you're good for? The crowd fell silent. Every eye was on me. I clenched my fists as
17:00years
17:00of insults echoed in my head. No background, no worth, nothing without Daisy. I thought I'd gotten used
17:07to those words, but hearing them again still made my chest tighten. Then Bonnie stepped forward. She
17:15shielded me completely. All warmth vanished from her face, leaving only ice. Apologize. Daisy froze.
17:24She'd expected a gentle rejection. She never thought Bonnie would turn on her for me. Chloe earned
17:30everything she has through her work. No profession is cheap. What's cheap is tearing down someone else's
17:37hard work out of spite. Then Bonnie looked her dead in the eye and said, Chloe is no one's accessory,
17:43and she is not yours to humiliate. Say that again, and there will be consequences. Consider
17:50yourself warned. Bonnie gave her nothing more. She took my hand and led me away. Daisy stayed
17:58rooted to the spot. The crowd slowly cleared, but she heard none of it. She only stared at our
18:06backs. After we left the mall, neither of us rushed to drive away. Night settled in, and the streets
18:14slowly empty. Bonnie still held my hand, but my mind was stuck on what happened outside the mall.
18:22You didn't have to go that far for me. Daisy has money and connections. She lost face in public. She
18:31won't
18:31let this go. Bonnie glanced at me, completely unfazed. I don't care what anyone else thinks. I care whether
18:41you were hurt. I had no answer. Bonnie stopped, turned to me, and said seriously, people worth respecting
18:50won't respect me more for backing down. And anyone who loves me won't ask me to keep hurting myself just
18:58to keep the peace. I smiled, then finally asked the question I'd been holding back for a long time. I'm
19:05just an
19:06ordinary designer. No powerful family, no impressive status. I barely respected myself for a long time. So, why me?
19:19I wait a long time for you. My breath caught. After that storm four years ago, I went back for
19:27you. I searched
19:28every road near where we parted, and asked everyone nearby. You were just gone. No message. No trace.
19:39That pen with your studio logo was the only clue I had. For four years, I'd treated our meeting like
19:48a dream.
19:48But to Bonnie, it had never been a dream. It was a reunion four years in the making. The evening
19:56breeze
19:57passed. Neither of us spoke. Bonnie stepped closer, her eyes fist on mine. I stepped forward, cupped her
20:05face, and kissed her carefully. No alcohol, no accident. We were both clear, and we both chose this.
20:14Four years ago, we met in the snow and never got to say how we felt. Four years later, on
20:20that quiet
20:20street, we finally gave each other the love we'd missed. The next morning, I stepped into my studio
20:27and immediately knew something was wrong. My assistant said someone had been waiting in the
20:33reception area for a long time. I opened the door. Daisy sat on the sofa, flipping through my portfolio
20:39like she owned the place. She looked up and swept the studio with open contempt. I'm not here to fight.
20:48I'm telling you to be smart about this. You and Bonnie live in different worlds. Your status,
20:54family, connections, none of it matches. You're new and exciting to her right now.
21:00That won't last. In the end, you'll be the one who gets hurt. I listened quietly and motioned for her
21:07to continue. Daisy stood, her usual superiority back in her voice. Leave Bonnie willingly. Otherwise,
21:15I'll make sure you have no peace at work or at home. I stepped toward her.
21:22This is my studio. If you have nothing else to say, please leave. Daisy froze.
21:28She clearly hadn't expected me to talk back. She stared at me, then laughed.
21:34She pulled out her checkbook, wrote a number, and slid the check across the table. Three million.
21:41That's enough to open 10 studios like this. Leave Bonnie and it's yours. Face reality. Love changes.
21:53Money doesn't. I picked up the check and caught the smug look on Daisy's face.
22:02Then I tore at pieces and let them fall. Stay as long as you like. You won't get through that
22:08door again.
22:11Chloe, you weren't like this before. You liked me. You used to do anything I asked.
22:19I turned and faced the woman who had made me doubt myself for years.
22:22Daisy, you think I changed. I didn't. I finally saw you for who you are. Go home and ask yourself
22:31this.
22:32After everything you've done, do you'll deserve anyone's love?
22:38After we moved in together, I learned that happiness lives in the smallest things.
22:44Late at night, I revised sketches on the sofa, while Bonnie reviewed files at the other end.
22:50A single warm length lit the room. The city was quiet, and so were we. But the silence felt easy.
22:58Somehow, this had become my life. She waited for my last sketch. I waited for her final email.
23:07Just being together made me feel safe. I closed my laptop and noticed the fountain pen on the coffee table.
23:15After carrying us through four years apart, it was finally back in my hands.
23:20I twirled it and smiled.
23:23If I'd given you a different pen, would we have lost each other forever?
23:28Bonnie stared at the pen for a moment, her eyes softening.
23:33I saw so many pens like it over those four years. Every time, I'd stop and look.
23:42Sometimes I bought one, thinking maybe it would lead me back to you.
23:47It never did.
23:49My heart ached. I hadn't been the only one holding on to that snowy night.
23:55I smiled. I thought that night was a dream too. The cabin, the blizzard, you appearing out of nowhere, none
24:03of it felt real.
24:04Not until the bar, when this pen came back to me.
24:11Did I know it had always been you? Bonnie looked at me and smiled.
24:16Then there's something else you should tell me.
24:19I've looked into your studio and read plenty of industry reports.
24:23That mystery designer's style is almost identical to yours, Chloe.
24:29You're Kay, aren't you?
24:31I raised an eyebrow.
24:33You need me to confirm that? Maybe stop calling yourself a senior investor.
24:37Caught off guard, Bonnie laughed and pinched my cheek.
24:41Getting brave, aren't you? Teasing me now?
24:44For years, I kept Kay hidden.
24:47I feared the fame would overshadow my studio and bring even more judgment.
24:52But now, I no longer felt the need to hide.
24:56At least with Bonnie, I could keep nothing back.
24:59She didn't love a title. She loved the real me.
25:04The room fell quiet again. I leaned into her arms.
25:09Bonnie held me, her chin resting on my head.
25:12We said nothing, and simply shared the warmth.
25:15She kissed my forehead, then softly kissed my lips.
25:19I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and kissed her back.
25:23That night was Bonnie's private gala.
25:26Before entering the ballroom, I adjusted my gown in the mirror.
25:30And remembered how I used to hide in the least noticeable corner at events like this.
25:35Not this time.
25:37Bonnie stepped aside me, fixed my shoal, and gave me a small nod.
25:42The ballroom doors opened, and we walked in side by side.
25:47Every eye in the room turned to us.
25:49Whispers spread.
25:50Some wondered who I was.
25:53Others guessed what we were to each other.
25:56The old me would have let go of Bonnie's hand.
25:59This time, I faced every stare and walked with her to the center of the room.
26:04Bonnie took the microphone and held my hand in front of everyone.
26:09Tonight, I want to introduce someone very important.
26:12She turned to me, her eyes warm.
26:15Chloe, my girlfriend.
26:17The woman I want beside me for the rest of my life.
26:20The ball how erupted.
26:25Four years ago, I rescued a girl in a blizzard.
26:29She gave me this pen.
26:32I've carried it ever since.
26:34I searched for her for four years.
26:37Different places, different.
26:40One dead end after another.
26:42I never gave up.
26:44I always knew I'd find the woman who gave it to me.
26:49And now I have.
26:51My eyes filled with tears.
26:53Applause rose around us until the entire ballroom was on its feet.
26:57Then a sharp voice cut through the crowd.
27:00Daisy shoved her way towards the stage.
27:04Her composure was gone.
27:06Her eyes were red.
27:08Her breathing ragged.
27:09Like she'd raced here to stop us.
27:11She reached for me, shouting that I wasn't good enough for Bonnie and that I'd planned everything.
27:16Before she could touch me, Bonnie stepped in front of me.
27:18The room went silent.
27:19Every camera turned toward us.
27:21Bonnie looked at Daisy, calm, unshaken.
27:24Enough.
27:26I stepped out from behind Bonnie and took the microphone.
27:38I looked at the crowd and at the old me who had spent years believing she wasn't enough.
27:45For four years, I lived the way others wanted.
27:48I feared conflict, so I gave in.
27:51I feared losing people, so I kept pleasing them.
27:54I thought that was love.
27:56It wasn't.
27:57It was dependence.
27:58I turned to Bonnie and smiled.
28:01Bonnie taught me that real love doesn't erase you.
28:05It gives you the courage to be yourself.
28:09The room stayed silent for a beat.
28:13Then thunderous applause filled the ballroom.
28:16Daisy stood in the crowd, watching everyone applaud us as the last of her pride shattered.
28:22She stabbed back and collapsed, tears streaming down her face.
28:27No one moved to help her.
28:29The next morning, I walked into my studio and saw that every face had changed.
28:34My assistant rushed over with a tablet.
28:37Within just a few hours, the internet was flooded with stories about me.
28:40Dozens of accounts had posted the same claims, each headline nasty than the last.
28:44Some claimed I'd been stealing from foreign designer for years.
28:46Others twisted my relationship with Bonnie into a carefully planned business deal.
28:49The worst claimed, I only belonged in the design world because I was riding Bonnie's coattails.
28:54The comments were instantly flooded with coordinated attacks.
28:58Strangers attacked me, demanded brands drop me,
29:00and flooded my studio's page telling me to leave the industry.
29:04For the first time, the entire studio fell silent.
29:09Brand partners called to pause projects.
29:12New clients who were ready to sign started hesitating.
29:15I knew exactly who was behind it.
29:20Bonnie moved before I could.
29:23As soon as the story broke, she called her PR team, pulled the data,
29:28and traced the first accounts that spread the rumors.
29:32She also submitted evidence to the platforms and asked them to preserve every defamatory post.
29:38Meanwhile, I made my own decision.
29:41I would hold a press conference and give everyone who believed in me an answer.
29:47Nearly every media out for it showed up.
29:51They all wanted to hear how a designer accused of pleasure vermeil would defend herself.
29:57I had my staff carry box after box onto the stage.
30:01Inside were years of sketches, sample photos, and time span records for every design.
30:08Starting with the first draft, I walked them through every step of my process.
30:13None of it could be faked.
30:15The skeptical whispers slowly died.
30:18Industry reporters began studying the hand-drawn drafts carefully.
30:21Just when everyone thought it was over, I pulled out one more document.
30:27I faced the cameras and said calmly,
30:30I am Kay.
30:31The room exploded.
30:33Nearly every reporter jumped to their feet.
30:37Kay was already a legend in the industry.
30:40Her work had won international awards for years.
30:44Countless brands had tried and failed to uncover her identity.
30:48No one had guessed Kay was me.
30:51Everything I have came from countless sleepless nights spent working on my designs.
30:57No one handed it to me.
30:59I never borrowed anyone else's spotlight.
31:03Then Bonnie walked onto the stage.
31:06She released every piece of evidence her PR team had found.
31:10Background data, chat logs, payment records, a list of troll agencies,
31:14and the source files behind the docked images appeared on screen one by one.
31:19Every trail led to one person.
31:21Daisy.
31:21The room erupted again, and online opinion flipped almost instantly.
31:25Within hours, hashtags about Daisy hiring trolls and spreading lies hit the top of the trending list.
31:31Everything she'd planned came crashing back on her.
31:35Standing under the spotlight, watching the cameras flash, I realized I hadn't just cleared my name.
31:42I'd also reclaimed the Chloe who had never dared speak for herself.
31:47I turned to Bonnie.
31:50She hadn't won the fight for me.
31:52She had stood beside me until I found the courage to win it myself.
31:57Three days later, I started my first live dream by choice.
32:01In front of the camera were only me, a table, and the pen that had carried me through four uncertain
32:08years.
32:08Within minutes, the viewer count shot up.
32:12After the scandal, the press conference, and the reveal, people no longer wanted to meet Kay.
32:18They wanted to meet Chloe.
32:20I didn't answer the comments or reopen old arguments.
32:23I picked up the pen, held it in my palm, and stayed quiet for a moment.
32:28People think I've been lucky.
32:30I have talent, a career, and someone who loves me without hesitation.
32:35But I wasn't always this brave.
32:37For years, I lived by other people's judgment.
32:41Then I learned,
32:42If you keep abandoning yourself, no one will ever truly respect you.
32:48The comments slowed.
32:50More viewers stopped hiding and listened.
32:53I held the pen to the camera and traced the letters engraved on the cap.
32:58Four years ago, a sudden storm changed my life, her.
33:03That's when I met her.
33:07We barely knew each other, yet it felt like we'd known each other forever.
33:12When we parted, I gave her this pen, thinking it was just an ordinary goodbye.
33:19Then we lost each other completely.
33:22For years, I wondered if that snowstorm was real, or just a dream born from loneliness.
33:28Four years later, she stood before me with the pen.
33:31And I finally knew I hadn't been the only one waiting.
33:36My voice began to break.
33:38I used to think love meant chasing someone with everything you had.
33:42Now I know love isn't dependence.
33:45It's someone choosing you and giving you the courage to finally be yourself.
33:50By the end of the live stream, the screen was filled with blessings.
33:54I shut the computer and finally felt that the regrets holding me back for years were gone.
34:00That evening, Bonnie was waiting outside the studio.
34:04Like always, she took my laptop bag and reached for my hand.
34:09We walked slowly along the river.
34:11We talked about new plans for the studio, the collection we'd designed together, and the four years we'd lost.
34:18At the observation tag, Bonnie stopped.
34:21Before I could react, she gently released my hand and slowly sank to one knee.
34:28She pulled a ring box from her pocket.
34:31The moment it opened, tears filled my eyes.
34:35It wasn't a signature ring from any luxury brand.
34:38It was the ring we'd discussed, revised, and finized together.
34:42Bonnie looked up at me.
34:43She had no long speech.
34:44She only smiled and said,
34:46Chloe, this time, let's make it all the way.
34:50I laughed through my tears and nodded.
34:53Yes, I do.
34:55We gently placed the fountain pen that had carried us through four years of snow and separation on a bench
35:01by the river.
35:04Its job was done.
35:07Our next chapter was waiting.
35:09.
35:09.
35:09.
35:10.
35:13You
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