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We Will Love Again – Episode 01
Noah Preston spotted Alaina Campbell outside her workplace and felt the familiar lift in his chest. For six years, finding her in a crowd had been the easiest thing in the world. Yet today, she did not smile when she saw him. She turned away as if the sound of his footsteps was something she had been hoping to escape.
“Hey, Alaina.” Noah hurried to catch up, concern replacing his smile. “I’ve been trying to call you. Is everything okay?” He searched her face for some explanation, but she kept her eyes on the street and clutched her purse with rigid fingers.
“I’m busy, Noah. I need to get to work.” The coldness in her voice sounded rehearsed, though he had no reason to suspect it. To him, this was still the woman who knew his fears, laughed at his worst jokes, and had promised to share the rest of her life with him.
He stepped in front of her before she could walk away. “You’ve been acting weird. Did I do something wrong?” When she refused to answer, he softened his voice. “Alaina, baby, come on. After work, let’s get some ice cream. We can get your favorite.”
Once, that invitation would have delighted her. They had spent countless evenings over cheap cones, dreaming about a future neither of them could afford yet. Today she forced a look of contempt onto her face. “Go get ice cream? What are we, twelve?”
Noah stared at her, too startled to laugh. Alaina drew a breath that hurt all the way down and delivered the words she had practiced. “I think we should break up.” For one desperate instant, she hoped he would hear everything she could not say hidden beneath the lie.
“That’s not funny.” His uncertain smile vanished when hers did not appear. “Seriously, when you’re done with work, we’ll go somewhere and talk.” He reached for her hand, but she moved it beyond his grasp.
“There’s nothing to talk about.” Alaina made herself look him up and down, from his worn jacket to the earnest face she loved. “Real men buy their women handbags and jewelry. I’ve really thought about it, and I can’t imagine spending the rest of my life with you.”
Every sentence tasted cruel, but cruelty was the point. She needed to wound him deeply enough that he would leave without looking back. If he saw her hesitation, six years of devotion would make him stay, and she could not allow him to sacrifice another future for her.
Her gaze fell to the ring on her finger. Noah had chosen it with care and offered it with trembling hope, and it meant more to her than any fortune. Nevertheless, she lifted her hand dismissively. “Look at the diamond. What is it, half a carat?”
Noah’s face tightened. He had worked and saved for that ring, measuring its value not in carats but in hours and promises. “Alaina, what has gotten into you?” he asked. “I’ve known you for six years. We both know you don’t care about any of that.”
For a heartbeat, her mask nearly broke. Of course he knew her. He knew the girl who counted coins before ordering dinner, who stayed beside her sick mother, and who believed a shared ice cream could feel like a feast. That was why this lie had to be merciless.
“You want to marry me, but what do you have?” she demanded. “No house. No car.” Each accusation struck him precisely where his pride was most vulnerable, and she hated herself for knowing how to hurt him so well.
“I’m working hard. I just need some time, Alaina.” Noah fought to keep panic from his voice. He had always believed time was the one thing they possessed in abundance. “It’s going to be all right.”
A luxurious car glided to the curb, polished and imposing against the ordinary street. The timing was exact. So was the role Alaina now had to play. A well-dressed man named Peter leaned toward the open door and called, “Hey, Alaina. You ready?”
Noah looked from the car to the woman he had planned to marry. “Alaina, let’s—” He could not finish. The sight before him was already turning her vicious words into a truth he could understand, even if it was not the truth she carried.
“Stop wasting my time!” she snapped. “I’m only young once. Why should I wait around when there’s somebody like Peter who already has it all?” She saw disbelief collapse into humiliation in Noah’s eyes and nearly lost the strength to continue.
Alaina pulled off her engagement ring. The small band warmed her palm, holding six years of memories in a circle of metal. “I never want to wear cheap shit like this ever again.” Then she threw it down between them before her fingers could close around it again.
Peter watched her pale face and lowered his voice. “You sure you want to do this?” Alaina could not trust herself to answer aloud. She climbed into the car, leaving Noah motionless on the sidewalk beside the ring he had offered with his whole heart.
As the car carried her away, Alaina finally let the tears come. Through the rear window, Noah grew smaller, still staring after her as if the life he understood had disappeared with that car. “I’m sorry, Noah,” she whispered, pressing a hand over her breaking heart. “I’m doing this for you.”
