"Just throw it away. It was meant for display. It's worthless now that it's broken. There's no need to keep it."
The cherry blossom model was similar to my love for Luxor. Once it was broken, there was no need to mend it.
In the past, when I quarreled with Luxor, I wanted to let go of him. But while taking a look at the cherry blossom model he made for me, I was still reluctant to do so.
Luxor Joel, whom I used to love so much, was no longer around. Instead, he belonged to Sherry.
Luxor pursed his lips, and a trace of guilt appeared in his eyes.
"This weekend is my last stop on the tour, right here in the capital. Do you want to come? I've reserved a VIP seat for you."
I was sorting out today's drafts.
I didn't even raise my head, and my voice was slightly cold.
"No."
Luxor was a somewhat renowned pianist in the industry, and I had once been determined to follow in his footsteps.
I even learned the violin for two years just to impress him. And I proudly showcased my violin skills in front of him.
After hearing this, he frowned with disgust.
"What kind of crap is this? It's sounds awful."
I stubbornly believed that as long as I put my heart into it, I would eventually gain his approval.
He never let me attend his performances, fearing that it would impact his career if people knew we were a couple.
Once, I secretly bought an ordinary ticket at a high price from a scalper and traveled a long distance just to give him a surprise.
However, his face immediately darkened and he pretended not to know me.
He even told others that I was a crazy fan and that I was driven away by the staff.
Later, I found out that Luxor would always invite Sherry to his performances and openly flirt with her backstage.
Now, he was actively inviting me to his tour and had even arranged a VIP seat for me.
If it were in the past, I would have been overjoyed and ecstatic.
Luxor seemed surprised by my refusal and stood there, lost in thought.
After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind.
"Stella, are you really not going? I wanted to publicly announce our relationship."
I had often dreamed that one day he would openly announce our relationship on stage under the spotlight.
But now that my dream was coming true, I felt no excitement or joy.
"You're still rising in your career. Maybe it's not the right time to make our relationship public."
I refused.