Chapter 1

Everyone knows that Liam White, the heartthrob of A University, is hopelessly romantic.

On the first day he met me, he confessed his love and gave me a card with five million dollars.

When I was sick, he skipped classes to take care of me and personally prepared nutritious meals.

He said, "Wil, I'll always be by your side when you're sick. I'll take care of you forever."

To celebrate my birthday, he scoured the entire city to buy enough roses to fill an entire room. In the night sky, dazzling drones proclaimed his love for me to the world.

[Wil, I love you forever]

We embraced sweetly under the fireworks.

Even in his room, it was full of my photos. Every day, he would post on social media about his love for me.

But just now, I found a photo on his computer. The person in the photo looked almost identical to me.

But she was wearing clothes I had never worn before.

My hand froze on the mouse as I pondered the origin of this photo.

But I was certain I had never taken this picture.

Looking closely, the person in the photo seemed more fragile, with a hint of sadness in her eyes. The look she gave was somewhat reproachful, an expression I would never make.

I suddenly remembered that my best friend Tanya had mentioned to me a while ago that Liam seemed to have had a crush on someone in high school.

My heart suddenly felt a bit uneasy.

Liam loved taking photos, and he loved taking photos of me too. But every time, he would make me pose in specific ways, never letting me pose freely.

Whenever I wanted to pose on my own, his face would suddenly darken. I always thought it was just his unique photography quirk.

So I would always comply with his wishes, and after taking the photos, he would always hug me and say:

"Wil, you look best like this. I want to capture your most beautiful moments."

Afterwards, he would take me to various popular spots for couples and buy me all sorts of nice things.

I always thought I was overthinking things before, but what if there really was something more to it?

Considering the possible outcome, my body started to feel cold. My hand gripping the mouse tightened, involuntarily shaking a bit.

Suddenly, I discovered a folder, but it was password-protected and I couldn't open it.

"Wil, have you finished checking the materials?" The moment I heard Liam's voice, I instinctively exited the folder and returned to the initial page.

My heart was racing violently, accompanied by a slight tightening that was somewhat painful.

I turned to look at him, my face somewhat pale.

"Wil, what's wrong? Are you tired from writing your paper? I told you not to apply for your professor's graduate program. You're already so exhausted now, they'll definitely squeeze you even more in the future."

"Besides, your boyfriend is so rich. After you graduate, I can just support you!"

Liam hugged me worriedly, comforting me attentively.

I buried my face in his chest and took a deep breath, still smelling that faint citrus scent, then wiped away the tears that had inexplicably fallen from the corners of my eyes.

I looked up at the person in front of me, Liam's eyes full of concern.

In our four years together, he had always been very attentive to my emotions.

Even though my body was very healthy and I had some natural athletic ability, he always thought I wasn't good at sports. Every time I finished a sports competition, he would wait at the finish line looking at me with worry.

My classmates all said he really loved me, and I thought he was very good to me too, just a bit too careful.

"Liam, don't be like this. I just ran 800 meters, you don't need to be so nervous."

I wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. His face was even paler than mine after I had just finished running.

He just carefully hugged me and said, "Wil, don't participate next time. I'm worried about you, after all, your health isn't good."

The last half of his sentence was too quiet, and I just thought he was too concerned about me.

But thinking about it now, maybe there really was someone with poor health, just that person wasn't me?

Just thinking about this possibility made my heart ache.

"Liam, this photo, I don't think I've ever taken it?"

I saw a flash of panic cross his face, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Wil, where did you see this photo?"

"On the desktop."

Without thinking, Liam blurted out, "I wanted to buy you new clothes, so I used AI to see how they would look on you. The result was very nice, so I bought that white dress set you haven't worn yet."