Tristan Grayson’s fists trembled as he cried out, "Don’t! Mika, don’t! Listen to me! Stay right there and don’t move! Don’t move, just wait for me to come over!" And with that, Tristan Grayson ran toward Mika Summers.

Watching Tristan Grayson approach, Mika Summers backed away in terror. "Don’t come any closer! Tristan Grayson, don’t come any closer! We’re over. We were over the day we got divorced! Why do you keep clinging to this? It’s pointless! You don’t love me, and I won’t love you ever again!" All she wanted was to be free, to be free of it all as soon as possible.

"Okay, just don’t do anything rash. I won’t come closer. Just please, don’t move. Mika, anything you say, I’ll agree to it. Just please don’t hurt yourself." As a car drove past behind her, he was so frightened he began to tremble uncontrollably. He didn’t dare take another step, terrified of provoking Mika.

Mika Summers looked at Tristan Grayson, her gaze bleak. Her voice was filled with pain and resignation. "Tristan Grayson, Kiki hasn’t had a single day of peace since he was born. After I’m gone, you have to take good care of him. When he’s older, when he’s old enough to understand, please tell him something for me. Tell him I’m sorry. I’m sorry he has such a cowardly, irresponsible mother. I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry for everything."

Hearing her words and seeing her continue to back away, Tristan Grayson panicked and rushed toward her. "Where are you going? What are you doing? Stop right there!"

Mika Summers didn’t say another word. She turned, saw a large truck approaching in the distance, and ran toward it with every ounce of her strength.

Tristan Grayson felt as if his world was caving in. Overwhelmed, he sprinted after Mika Summers, screaming, "Mika! Don’t do anything stupid!"

Just as the large truck was about to hit Mika Summers, it screeched to a halt. But she still collided with it and fell to the ground.

Half-sprawled on the pavement, she saw Tristan Grayson closing in. She forced her body up from the ground, turned, and ran. Even covered in injuries, covered in blood, she had to use every last bit of her strength to escape Tristan Grayson’s world for good...

"Mika! Mika! You can’t do this!"

...By now, Mika Summers could no longer hear anything. She ran forward with her eyes closed, completely unaware of what was happening behind her.

A loud "SCREECH—BANG————" echoed, and in an instant, the entire world fell silent.

Behind her, no one was shouting or chasing her anymore.

About ten meters behind her, a man lay on the ground.

The man turned his head to watch the direction she was heading. Tears streamed from the corners of his eyes as he coughed up mouthful after mouthful of blood.

Slowly, it seemed he could no longer see anything. The world, now silent, also faded to black.

’Mika, if I could do it all over again, I would never hurt you!

If I could do it all over again, I would choose to be the first one to meet you! The first to like you, the first to fall in love with you! I would give you all of my firsts.

If I could do it all over again, I wish there wouldn’t be so much pain between us...

If only I could do it all over again... how wonderful that would be. But it’s impossible. It’s forever impossible...

Mika, I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry. A thousand times, ten thousand times, I’m sorry...

Mika, I’m sorry. It was only at the very end that I realized... realized how deeply I loved you. I’m sorry, I’m so, so sorry...’