Rachel and Jackson were the stars of our middle school, one was wealthy, the other handsome.
When Rachel kissed Jackson in front of her family's luxury car, everyone sighed at how perfect they were together.
I thought I was just a passing figure in Jackson's brilliant life, someone so insignificant
I might as well be a blurred face in the background of a photo.
But then, Jackson's mother jumped to her death, and Rachel went abroad to study without leaving him a word.
The first time we met at the financial aid office, both of us struggling to pay our tuition. tartion.
That first meeting led to many more. I helped Jackson collect plastic bottles, sell ice
pops, and wholesale clothes. We stumbled and grew up together.
Jackson would argue with my mother, who favored my brother over me, and he even took me to change my name when he learned the sad story behind it.
My young heart, blossoming with first love, clung to this hope and held on tightly, refusing to let go.
The summer after we finished our college entrance exams, Jackson and I had just Buried Love Series: Ashes FReers
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moved two hundred boxes of beer, exhausted and out of breath.
Imustered the courage to confess my feelings. Jackson's beautiful face remained expressionless, but he didn't say no.
After college, we got married and started a business together. Jackson and I were like two vines intertwined, fighting our way through the harsh realities of the world.
As Jackson's worth soared, our old
old classmates joked that I had married a rising star, a
"blue-chip stock," and that and that I'd be I be living the life of a pampered wife.
Even though I was a co-founder of the company, even though I drank until I bled from my stomach to secure orders, I didn't care.
s believed that if I gave my heart completely, I could heal his wounds, and one
I always belie
day, he would love me as deeply as I loved him.
That illusion shattered when Rachel returned from abroad.
Jackson received a call from Rachel during a critical merger meeting. He left two entire companies' worth of executives behind without a second thought and rushed. to the a airport.
I was left in the conference room, awkwardly apologizing to our business partners. By the time I got to the airport, Jackson and Rachel were embracing in the falling snow, tears streaming down their faces.
Jackson's eyes were wet, and for once, his face showed a rare expression of
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excitement.
He held her as if she were a long-lost treasure he had finally found.
And there I stood, behind them, once again reduced to a mere backdrop in the story of their love.
From that point on, Jackson started staying out all night.
He thought he was hiding it well, even getting the driver and his secretary to lie to
me.
But I was the one managing the company's affairs-how could I not know if there were business meetings or not?
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