He Heard Every Thought I Had About His Body Chapter 04
Everyone in our class knew about my history with Cole.
They also knew I was married now, so no one brought up the past.
Then one classmate, who clearly didn’t know the
whole story, noticed the bracelet on Cole’s wrist.
“Cole, you’ve done so well for yourself. Why are you still wearing a bracelet like that?”
The room fell silent. Everyone’s eyes drifted between the two of us.
Cole smiled faintly. “From someone important. It’s priceless.”
The classmate nodded knowingly.
“Ah. Then you’d better hold onto it.”
Cole rubbed the red bead on the bracelet with his thumb.
His gaze wandered back to me.
About halfway through the reunion, I slipped out to use the restroom.
When I came back out, Cole was waiting in the hallway.
One hand in his pocket, the top button of his shirt undone.
“It’s been a long time.”
I glanced toward the sinks.
“This isn’t exactly the place to catch up.”
“Then let’s go somewhere else.” he said.
“We’re not the kind of exes who need to catch up.”
He didn’t look surprised by my answer.
“Cora… you haven’t changed. You were just as calm with me.”
when you broke up
“You’re exactly like Warren.”
Cole and I broke up the summer after senior year.
There was no dramatic reason.
His family had arranged for him to study overseas, and he chose to go.
When I ended things, he couldn’t believe it.
“I’m not staying there forever. I’ll come back after I graduate. So why do we have to break up?”
I just said, “The future has too many unknowns, I don’t
like that.”
He frowned, unwilling to let it go.
“What we had was real.”
“We could’ve faced that uncertainty together.”
“Cora… why couldn’t you sacrifice a little for me?”
I looked at him calmly.
“Why couldn’t you be the one to sacrifice for me?”
Cole had no answer.
In the end, we both chose our own paths.
“We went our separate ways and never saw each other again.
“So you really married Warren?” He asked, following
behind me as we walked.
I nodded.
“But why? You didn’t even like him in high school.”
“You thanked me for clearing up those dating
rumors.”
“I never said I disliked him.”
Cole clearly wasn’t satisfied. He stared straight at me.
“Warren barely talks. You’re quiet too. How does a marriage like that even work?”
I stopped and found a familiar figure. Warren.
He was standing at the far end of the hallway, leaning against the wall.
His sleeves were rolled neatly to his elbows, exposing his forearms. Clean. Effortless.
His gaze lingered on Cole for a long moment. His eyes darkened.
Then Warren walked over, slipped an arm around my shoulders, and spoke in his usual calm voice.
“Compatible or not, we’re already married.”
“Mr. Bennett. It’s been a while.”
Cole narrowed his eyes, making no effort to hide his displeasure.