Dahlia's POVThe next morning, my head hurt like it was about to split. I woke up quite early, watered the flower beds outside, meticulously took care of them, and then prepared to go to the company.Outside, Faye was picked up by her family. Last night Gideon spoke up, so the Evans family didn't dare keep her here. When she left, I leaned against the hallway pillar in the yard, holding my arm and looking at her.Fate is such a magical coincidence. A week ago Baron, her brother, was standing in the same place watching me leave the Evans house. Then a week later, I was standing here, watching Faye leave just like that.However, my heart is no longer the same as before, and I don't feel like there's anything worth being proud of. I'm in the position of someone who proactively breaks up to keep some dignity for myself. And Faye stubbornly wanted to take my place.While I was having breakfast, Gideon's car pulled into the yard. His car is a large Maybach. When parked on the grass in the y