After Removing My Love For YouChapter 1 I Will Always Be His Sister
The airport was bustling and crowded. Some were hugging and crying, while others were in a rush.
From a hundred meters away, I could still clearly see my fiancé, Spencer Horne, holding another girl's hand. He looked doted on her.
The girl looked delicate as she clung to Spencer.
Spencer had always been calm and composed, never revealing his emotions. He never allowed me to act like this.
"I think... I may have mistaken others for him."
"Spencer loves me very much. It can't be him!"
"I am in a daze today. I must have been hallucinating!"
I went to the hospital this morning and ended up being diagnosed with advanced liver cancer. According to the doctor, the cancer cells had spread...
On the brink of life and death, I, who was frightened, might be mentally dazed.
But I heard him calling me, "Ava."
Ava, once an affectionate nickname for me, was a deadly weapon to me now.
Spencer and I were neighbors and childhood sweethearts.
I was an orphan adopted by my grandfather.
His mother abandoned him after his father's death.
When we were young, I didn't like him. I always felt he was a bit gloomy.
One day, I saw him surrounded by a group of kids.
They shouted, "A wild child abandoned by your mother."
Spencer silently endured it without crying or making a fuss. He was so quiet as if he didn't exist.
Overwhelmed with a sense of justice, I swung my school bag and charged into the crowd of kids.
Later, Spencer and I sat in the yard of my house, eating sandwiches.
As usual, he didn't say a word. I wanted to tease him.
"Spencer, if you always act like a boring person, you won't be able to find a wife when you grow up."
Spencer's ears turned red in an instant. He said, "You're so fierce. You can't get married."
I grinned at him and threatened him, saying, "If I can't get married, I'll marry you!"
Spencer continued to eat the sandwich in a daze. After a long time, he said, "When I grow up, I'll marry you!"
Before I could say anything, my grandpa burst into laughter. I laughed along with him.
Spencer looked up at us, his eyes shining.
The way he looked as innocent and helpless as a child had been ingrained in my mind for fourteen years. He had been on my mind from the first time we met until now.
Spencer said, "The airport is not the place to talk. Let's talk at home."
I, who had always been well-behaved, quietly went back home with him.