Part 2The Stolen Comfort

Hearing her words, it felt like a needle had pierced my heart.

Liam and I had been together for three years.

Every time we argued, I was always the first to back down.

I didn't want trivial things to harm our relationship.

But half a year ago, when Lily returned from studying abroad,

after our arguments, he started to apologize and try to cheer me up.

I thought he'd finally grown up.

But it turns out, his apologies were because he’d listened to Lily.

Yet, before that, I'd cried and asked him, "Can't you just try to comfort me?"

He'd looked annoyed and retorted, "It's not my fault, why should I apologize or comfort you?"

Just like now, hearing Lily's words,

he frowned deeply and retorted coldly, "I didn't do anything wrong. Why should I apologize?"

Then, his gaze fell on me,

tinged with a slight disappointment.

"Grace, why do you always compare yourself to Lily?"

"Last time she was in a car accident and hospitalized, and suddenly you said you were in a car accident too. This time her period started, and now yours has too? Can't you think before you lie? Is playing the same trick over and over fun?"

Half a month ago, when Lily called him crying late at night about a car accident,

Liam and I were still out shopping.

When he got her call, his expression instantly tensed. He said, "Lily needs me right now. You go home first, I'm going to check on her."

Then, ignoring my pleas for him to stay, he turned and quickly left.

He didn’t know that shortly after he left,

two rough-looking guys emerged from an alley.

They held me up with knives.

In my fear, I gave them everything in my bag.

But they thought it wasn't enough, and their lewd gazes fell on me, trying to drag me into the deserted alley.

Filled with terror, I struggled with all my might.

I finally managed to break free and ran, only to collide with an oncoming car.

Luckily, the driver stopped in time, and I only suffered a minor concussion.

As I stumbled out of the observation room, feeling dizzy,

I saw a familiar back carrying a lightly scraped Lily out of the hospital.

When I got home, I told him I’d been in a car accident and wasn't feeling well.

But he looked at me with a strange, distant gaze. "Lily had a car accident, and you had one too? What a coincidence. Grace, there's a limit to how much you can sensationalize things."

Even now, he still didn't believe me, thinking I'd lied to get his attention.

Before, I would have tried to defend myself.

Now, I just felt tired.

I quietly watched him.

Before I could speak, Lily said with a look of sudden realization, "Oh, so you're arguing about the pads! Gracie, you should have said something sooner. Otherwise, I wouldn't have given all the extra ones to the neighbors."

"I only have enough for myself right now. If you want some, I'll go get them for you right away. Just don't be mad at Liam."

Hearing that, I was unexpectedly infuriated.

All those things were mine.

How did they become hers in her mouth?

And she was offering to "bestow" them upon me?

"Those were originally mine. If you want to return them, return all of them to me."

Liam looked at me disapprovingly, his eyes full of accusation. "You know perfectly well those things were given to the neighbors. How is Lily supposed to give them back to you? You're clearly trying to make things difficult for her!"

"If she can't return them, then pay me back the original price." I silently opened my payment QR code and handed it to her. "That's three hundred and twenty dollars in total. If you don't believe me, I have the receipt. Do you want to see it?"