I had thought nothing was insurmountable. Over the years, I'd shouldered quite a bit, venturing out to study on my own, starting my own business.
I had drawn a clear line between myself and my family. Every achievement was hard-earned, but I had borne them all.
Su Zhe felt that since he had even survived a terminal illness, naturally, there should be nothing he couldn't handle.
The breakup with Shen Xun was something that was bound to happen anyway. Su Zhe had been bracing for it even while they were still together.
Shen Xun, the eldest legitimate grandson of the Shen Family.
Lulu's biological brother, Aunt Zhao's treasured son.
Picking any of those titles out of a hat, they were all out of Su Zhe's league. Those moments of connection, of shared interests, of mutual understanding – they were all stolen.
Stolen moments are just that, stolen. They could only be quietly concealed, never seeing the light of day.
