A Stab to the Heart novel

---- Chapter 1 Mrs. Miller offered me 10 million dollars and told me to leave her son, Gideon Miller. I thought Gideon and I shared a deep connection, so I was planning to tell him as a joke. After our intimacy , I accidentally answered his call. "Do you think the wedding invitations should be gold- embossed or just plain, Gideon ?" the person asked. My blood ran cold. Gideon was getting married. So what would that make ?

mes On the day of Gideon's wedding, I packed up everything we had over the years and mailed it to him. I then boarded the plane to a foreign country. Two years later, he used every trick in the book to lure me back, just to get me to watch a fireworks show. As the cherry blossoms showered down on the bridge, he asked me with reddened eyes, "Back when we were ---- 19, you said that those who watched fireworks together would be bound for life. Does that still count?

" Gideon entered the bathroom after our intimacy. I lay on the bed and spoke to him through the glass door. "Mrs. Miller came looking for me today, Gideon. " Gideon replied in a muffled voice, "What did you say?" Suddenly, the phone beside me started ringing. Ignoring my sore back, I turned over to answer the call. A bright female voice asked, "Do you think the wedding invitations should be gold-embossed or just plain, Gideon?" My blood ran cold. It turned out that everything Mrs.

Miller said was true -Gideon was getting married . So what would that make me? I remained frozen in place when Gideon walked out wrapped in a bath towel. He scooted over and nuzzled my neck. "Are you upset?" I pushed him away and casually replied, "Your fiancée is asking if your invitations should be gold-embossed or just plain." ---- Without hesitation , Gideon quickly tore off the bath towel, got changed into his tailored suit, and bolted out the door.

That night, I washed myself over and over again. He did not call me, not even when morning came. Gideon and I were high school classmates. Back then, he was an adored scion of a powerful family, with countless pursuers and endless love letters stuffed in his drawer. I couldn't imagine that someone like him would like me. As such, I didn't believe in him when he confessed his feelings to me during our graduation day. In order to prove his sincerity , Gideon accompanied me to a small town.

We ate in shabby diners by the road. He reminded me that he liked me for two whole months, as if afraid I might have forgotten. I only accepted his feelings a day before our college admission. Like many other couples, we spent four wonderful years together in college. After graduation, Gideon took over his family business , while I became a language teacher in the