"Yvette, we’re not the same type of people. Breaking up is the best choice."
Both Yvette and I were once envied by others a long time ago. In the past, I faced a drunken thug with a knife. She stood in front of me bravely, scolding him and taking a strike meant to kill.
Another time, I was in a drinking contest with my sworn enemy. Yvette helped me by drinking eighteen cups in my place, letting me win. However, she drank so much that she bled from her stomach.
But all of that ended the moment Otto appeared.
After Otto returned, Yvette’s eyes no longer rested on me. I heard that they had all grown up in the slums together, facing hardships side by side. In fact, Otto had even once saved Yvette’s life. They had been together before, but their relationship ended when Otto went to the Middle East to find work.
A year ago, Otto returned to the US out of nowhere. He then joined the Blackmoore Corporation. He even openly and secretly promoted himself as the Blackmoore Family’s heir. The long-awaited reunion between Otto and Yvette quickly reignited their feelings. So, I saw everything with my own eyes.
Yet, I had refused to admit it. I convinced myself that Yvette still loved me. It wasn’t until what just happened that I finally understood. When a woman’s heart has changed, there was no way to change it back.
By now, everything was over.
For now, the most important thing was to leave this dangerous place. As for Yvette, I decided to let her go. While Otto’s group wasn’t back yet, I went inside and quickly packed my things before slipping away. Yvette ran after me, calling me. But I ignored her.
For a while, I realized that nobody chased me anymore after walking. I finally breathed in relief. Then, I approached a red-bearded Ukrainian and spoke to him in his language, saying I wanted to trade my gold pendant for US dollars.
The red-bearded man brought me to a corner of the street. Just as I pulled out the gold pendant to exchange, a hand suddenly grabbed it from behind. When I turned, it was Otto.
Yvette was right behind him, her face smug.
"Otto, I told you something was wrong because I followed him secretly. I was right. He was hiding something valuable."
"Give me back my gold pendant!"
I stretched out my hand to Otto, staring hard at him with my burning eyes.
Otto looked down on me with eyes full of disdain.
"When the pendant is in my hand, it’s mine. Why should I give it back?"