I Was Hoping She Would Notice but again Now When She Did... Im Tired Chapter 17: Just One Last Time

Lucian took a long, deep breath, staring at the hotel entrance from a distance. His chest felt tight, like soone had wrapped iron chains around his heart, squeezing tighter with every beat. The ache inside him was heavy, a deep, painful reminder of the life he had just escaped from and the one he had sohow been thrown back into.

"You know what, system?" Lucian’s voice echoed in his head, quiet and broken. "I was wrong from the very beginning." His thoughts were heavy, suffocating. "I an, expecting love from soone who doesn’t want to give it… that’s just stupid, right?"

The system remained silent. No encouraging words, no reassurance.

Lucian let out a bitter sigh, feeling the weight of his own hopelessness. "I was the problem. It was all along. Why should they love , anyway? If they felt it, they’d show it. But they didn’t." His hands clenched tightly around the bouquet of Kadupul flowers, delicate petals already wilting.

"I thought... if I just showed them how much I loved them, if I gave and gave until there was nothing left... they’d notice. They’d finally see ."

He paused, staring at the fragile flowers in his hands. "But they didn’t. Again and again, they rejected . And I... I kept trying, hoping that maybe, just maybe, one day they’d see it." His voice trembled, the overwhelming sadness choking him. "I thought if I gave everything I had, if I showed them how much they ant to , they’d eventually love back.

But they never did."

Lucian’s breath hitched as his eyes burned with unshed tears. He felt a surge of emotion building up inside him, threatening to spill over. "I was so stupid, so pathetic." His voice cracked. "I was being petty, acting like a villain in my own story, but I just couldn’t let go. I couldn’t let go of the people I loved more than myself."

The system finally responded, its tone chanical but laced with an odd understanding. [Host, you were never the villain. There is sothing pure in one-sided love. Many believe it to be the truest form of love, the most selfless, because you love without expectation.]

Lucian chuckled darkly, shaking his head. "One-sided love, huh?" He stared up at the sky, his vision blurring. "Yeah, I guess that’s what it was. But it’s over now." He tried to speak with conviction, but his words sounded hollow even to himself. "I gave it my all in my last life, and I couldn’t have done more. That was it.

That was my limit." His voice trembled, as if he were on the verge of breaking.

The pain in his chest grew sharper, more suffocating, and he exhaled shakily. "I’m not being prideful, you know? Or... maybe I am. But when I said I wouldn’t love them again, it wasn’t out of spite. I’m just...

tired. So damn tired."

Lucian’s voice cracked as the mories of his past life flooded his mind, mories he wished he could erase. "You know what real pain is, system?" he asked, his eyes filling with unshed tears. "It’s when you want to talk to soone, when you want nothing more than to be with them... but you know they don’t feel the sa. You know they don’t want you. But still, you reach out, hoping they’ll notice.

That’s when you feel pain. That’s when it hurts the most."

He choked on the words, unable to suppress the raw emotion in his voice. "I can’t do it anymore, system. I can’t take that kind of pain again. I gave up everything, even my life, for love. And look where it got ." He pressed his hand to his chest, his heart aching with the weight of all that had been lost.

[Host, let it go.] The system’s voice was soft, almost soothing. [You’ve been given a second chance. Don’t waste it on the sa mistakes. This ti, you can try sothing new. You can find another love, soone who will give you the love you deserve.]

Lucian let out a bitter laugh, shaking his head. "No. Love isn’t for . Not anymore. Maybe love happens for so people twice, but not for . I’m done." His voice was resolute, but beneath the surface, there was still an ocean of pain.

"You don’t understand, system," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I’m broken. I don’t want to feel that kind of pain again. Ever. The wounds are too deep. There’s no coming back from this." He exhaled deeply, his hand trembling against his chest.

"I’m not looking for love anymore. I just want to live alone, far away from anything that can hurt ."

The system remained silent for a mont before responding. [I will always be with you, host. No matter what. And just so you know, every skill and reward you received from the system in your last life everything is still with you now.]

Lucian let out a soft sigh. "It doesn’t matter. I’m not in the mood for that anymore." He glanced down at the Kadupul flowers in his hand, their delicate petals beginning to wilt. "What a waste," he murmured to himself, staring at the fleeting beauty of the flowers. "These are so rare, and they won’t even last more than a few hours after being plucked. They’re just...

like , I guess. Beautiful for a mont, but gone before anyone really notices."

He rembered the painstaking effort it had taken to grow them. Six months. He had grown these flowers with his own hands, hoping to show Avey just how much he cared. He had planned everything down to the last detail, knowing the flowers would only survive for a couple of hours after being picked. He had wanted to show her his dedication, his love, his sacrifice.

He had thought hoped that it would make her see him, even for just a second.

But now, standing there with the bouquet in his hands, Lucian felt nothing but emptiness. The flowers ant nothing anymore. They were just a reminder of how foolish he had been.

He stared at the entrance to the hotel for a long mont, his heart heavy with indecision. He knew Avey was inside. He had arranged this eting long ago. Everything had been perfectly tid. He had been so desperate to make her see his love that he had pulled out all the stops, made sure nothing could go wrong.

But now... he didn’t want to see her. He didn’t want to face the woman who had unknowingly shattered his heart ti and ti again. He didn’t want to rember the pain.

Lucian turned his body away from the hotel, his feet heavy as he took a few steps in the opposite direction. He didn’t need to do this. He didn’t need to see her. He was free now. He could leave it all behind.

But then, he stopped.

His heart clenched painfully in his chest, and his breathing grew shallow. "Just... one last ti," he whispered to himself. His emotions were waging war inside him, and he couldn’t suppress the need to see her. Just once. Just for a mont.

He wanted to know if the woman he had given his heart to literally and figuratively looks good...he just couldn’t forget her face before the operation...the heart failure she was looking very weak.

now its like that never happened but only Lucian know how much in pain he was when avey was in hospital he could even breath and feel...all he could feel was heartache i an her heart might not have hurt that much even with heart failure

Lucian just wanted to see her healthy face and be over with it no more... just one look from far away

"Just once," he repeated, convincing himself that this would be the last ti. The last ti he would let her haunt him.

Lucian turned around and began walking toward the hotel entrance, each step heavier than the last. His mind scread at him to stop, to walk away, but his heart his broken, fragile heart pushed him forward.

Because no matter how much pain he had endured, no matter how many promises he had made to himself, he couldn’t forget her. He couldn’t erase the love he had felt, the hope he had clung to for so long. Feelings can’t be killed that easily, even when they hurt.

"Just one last ti."

Lucian pushed open the door to the hotel, his heart racing in his chest.

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