Part 3The Echoes of a Shattered Seven-Year Love

From that day on, Liam and I fell into a cold war, and I filled my life with work schedules.

But news about him and Serena still found its way to me through every possible crack.

The night of her welcome party, he spent over a million dollars displaying ads on all the high-rises in the city: 【Welcome home, Serena Sterling.】

He secured the role in renowned director Arthur Chen's new movie, Ocean of Dreams, for Serena. That role was very likely meant to be mine.

We were almost at the point of signing the contract, but the other party called two days ago to tell us they found a more suitable candidate.

It turned out the more suitable candidate was Serena.

She didn't study acting; she studied piano. I have no idea why she suddenly came back wanting to be an actress.

A role I had to struggle for eight years in the industry even to get an audition for, she took from me effortlessly with just one word from him.

I originally thought that having reached my current position, I wouldn't have roles stolen from me like when I first entered the industry.

I never expected the one to deliver the crushing blow would be my boyfriend of seven years.

It hurt so much I could barely breathe.

My heart ached tremendously.

He should know that all these years, acting was the thing I loved most besides him.

I had poured so much of my blood, sweat, and tears into it.

But he didn't care.

Or rather, because the other person was Serena Sterling, he felt he could hurt me without any hesitation.

When my manager saw the news, she came to ask me about it.

"What's going on? Isn't Liam Carter your boyfriend? Why is he stealing your role for someone else? Are you two fighting?"

I stared at the words scrolling non-stop on the building outside: 【Welcome home, Serena Sterling.】

It stung my eyes, making them burn and ache.

She came back, and he was so happy he wanted the whole world to know.

I took out my phone and proactively sent him a message: 【I guess we're broken up now, right?】

After all these years, I was tired too.

I never thought I would be the one to say those words first.

A heart that couldn't be warmed after seven years should just stop trying.

He didn't reply.

I laughed self-deprecatingly: "Maybe it is a breakup."

My manager patted my back to comfort me.

"You're just too stubborn. When you two were good, I told you to coax him for some resources, but you refused. Look now, as soon as she steps in, she gets a movie with a famous director."

"Forget it, if it's over, it's over. With your looks, it won't be hard to find someone better."

"There's a gala tonight. Maybe you'll find someone suitable there."