Forsaking the Years of Longing novel Chapter 8

Chapter 8 

Chapter 8 

Charlotte turned around, and the two men, seeing that she wasn’t angry, seemed to relax. Jaziel stepped forward, taking her hand. “You don’t need to worry about packing; it’s too much work. I’ll have my driver come over, and we’ll move everything to the new place 

together.” 

Nolan nodded in agreement. For a brief moment, Charlotte felt as if she’d glimpsed the versions of them from long ago, when their eyes held only her. 

Back then, they were young–she loved to chat, and they loved to laugh. But now, those youthful promises had turned to empty words. 

Glancing over at Sophie, Charlotte shook her head. “No need. There’s a lot I want to sort myself.” Without waiting for a response, she turned and left. 

Once home, she packed for a while, freshened up, and had barely laid down when she received a call from Sophie. Her sweet voice came through the receiver, brimming with barely concealed pride. 

“Charlotte, I went to both Jaziel’s and Nolan’s houses tonight. Their parents were so kind to me,” she said. “They even showed me their family heirlooms, saying they wanted to give them to me. Do you think that means…” 

Charlotte interrupted her calm and clear, “I’m not interested in anything about you and them. It’s none of my business.” She hung up immediately 

The day before her departure, Charlotte went out. She’d arranged to meet her best friend, Lily, for lunch. Charlotte had few friends in Miami, as Jaziel and Nolan had always tightly controlled her social circle. They hadn’t allowed her to date, accept love letters from boys,. or even make female friends without interference. 

Back then, they’d pitifully said, “Charlotte, aren’t we enough for you? You’re so wonderful; we’re even worried that girls/might fall for you.” 

Their possessiveness was overwhelming, wanting her attention solely on them. But now, they were the ones pushing her away. 

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At a newly opened restaurant, Lily was already waiting. When she saw Charlotte, she greeted her with a big hug, sadness welling up again at the thought of her leaving. 

“Charlotte, I can’t believe you’re heading back to New Orleans to get married. I’m really going to miss you.” She sighed. “I honestly thought you’d marry either Jaziel or Nolan and stay in Miami. Then we’d still get to hang out together often.” 

Charlotte gave a slight smile. “They made their choice, and so have I.” 

Hearing this, Lily’s face fell, her expression darkening at the thought of Sophie. Frustrated, she said, “You were so good to Sophie, and yet she…” 

Charlotte laughed, cutting her off. “Forget about people who don’t matter. Once I’m married, I won’t see her again. Whatever she does won’t affect me.” 

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Just then, Sophie walked into the restaurant. Since Charlotte and Lily’s table was near the entrance, she overheard part of the conversation and immediately came over, looking curious. “Charlotte, who’s getting married? Can I come? I’ve never been to a wedding 

before!” 

Charlotte had rarely encountered someone with such little sense of boundaries, but 

perhaps because she was used to Sophie’s antics and knew she was about to leave, she 

remained calm. Lily, however, was visibly irritated, setting her utensils down with a glare. 

“It’s my wedding!” Lily snapped. “And you’re not invited. Satisfied with that answer?” She 

continued, her voice louder and harsher. “Do you have any sense of boundaries? Are we 

even that close? You’re so nosy about everything. Do you even taste–test sewage trucks as