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Back then, how could she have imagined that they would end up like this?
Claudine opened the box.
She gently took out the antique inside and placed it in her palm.
She looked at the two figures embracing each other. Even though it was just an ornament, the love between them was unmistakable.
As Claudine looked at it, she began to smile, but soon her eyes grew moist.
In fact, from the moment she molded this antique, it had already foretold that this marriage, from beginning to end, was nothing but her own wishful thinking.
They hadn’t even had a wedding, so how could there have been an embrace at the ceremony?
At this moment, the antique in her hand was the greatest mockery.
“What is that?”
A man’s voice suddenly sounded at the attic door.
Damian had appeared there at some point.
He walked toward Claudine. “Did you make that? It looks like a figurine.”
The lighting in the attic was dim, and he couldn’t see the figurine clearly, so he wanted to get closer for a better look.
But just as he was about to reach her, Claudine let go of her grip.
With a crash, the antique shattered all over the floor.
The figurine that had embraced for five years was now completely separated.
Damian could tell that Claudine had deliberately kept it from him.
Looking at the fragments on the floor, Damian spoke.
“It’s broken. Don’t you think it’s a pity?”
Claudine’s expression was indifferent.
“There’s nothing to regret. I made it for fun when I was young. If it’s broken, so be it.”
After speaking, she bent down, intending to pick up the pieces.
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Damian frowned.
He couldn’t shake the feeling that Claudine’s words had a hidden meaning, and that the figurine was not just an ordi-
nary one.
But he didn’t press further, only bent down to help Claudine up.
“Don’t hurt your hand. Let me do it.”
The man squatted down in front of Claudine and picked up the fragments one by one.
Claudine didn’t want to watch this scene. She turned her face away, her nose stinging with emotion.
The commotion in the attic had woken the others.
Bridgette and her husband came up to the attic and saw their daughter and son-in-law there, with fragments scattered on the floor.
“What happened here?”
Bridgette turned on the attic’s main light, and the once dim room instantly became bright.
Claudine quickly wiped away her tears, but as a mother, how could Bridgette not notice?
“Claudy, why are you crying? Are you hurt? Let me see.”
Damian glanced at Claudine, noticing the faint redness at the corners of her eyes.
He pressed his lips together and said to Bridgette, “Mom, it’s nothing. I accidentally broke this antique piece, and Claudy is a bit upset.”
Bridgette glanced at the fragments in Damian’s hand, and when she saw the piece with the veil on top, her expression changed.
She called her husband over.
“Honey, quickly throw away the fragments in Dami’s hand. Don’t let him hurt his hand.”
Clayton responded immediately, brought over a trash can, and threw all the fragments into it.
Damian still felt that there was something unusual about this little figurine.
He couldn’t help but glance again at the fragments in the trash can, his brows furrowing slightly.
Before he could take a closer look, Bridgette spoke.
“It’s already late. Let’s all go back to sleep!”
As she spoke, she glanced at Clayton.
“Honey, Claudy hasn’t been home for a long time. Let her sleep with me tonight. You go to the guest room, and Dami can sleep in Claudy’s old bedroom.”
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Without waiting for anyone to respond, she took Claudine and left the attic.
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Clayton looked at his departing wife, then turned to Damian and said, “Dami, you should get some rest too. I’ll go
downstairs for a smoke.”
Damian nodded and walked out.
To get back to Claudine’s room, he had to pass by her parents’ bedroom.
The door was ajar, and he could hear the voices of mother and daughter talking inside.
“Claudy, it’s just a broken piece. So many years have passed, you should let it go.”
You’ve been married to Dami for so many years. Don’t let yourself get unsettled just because that Roberto has come back.”
Damian heard Roberto’s name.
He stopped in his tracks and glanced into the room.
The broken doll-was it Roberto?
Claudine was a bit confused by what she heard. What did this have to do with Roberto?
“Mom, what are you talking about? What do you mean by letting go or not letting go!”
Bridgette simply thought her daughter was refusing to admit it.
She sighed and spoke.
“Actually, Mom has always known. Ever since high school, you were with that Roberto.
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