---- Chapter 5 I told myself that Miranda had always been stubborn. Her words today had to just be a way for her to appear more dignified. I was certain that the additions and deductions in the book would reveal her love for me. So, I kept reading as if I was intentionally trying to torture myself. After the fiasco with the trip, the deduction entries increased. She saw through all the seemingly foolproof excuses and things I said to humor her. Then, I saw one particular entry. (Henry ruined my hour to shine: -10] Iclenched my fists. Suddenly, I felt that my actions might have indeed been unforgivable. Soon after Miranda graduated, she got a job asa salesperson, and she hated it. ---- She had always loved drawing, but her family did not have the money to support her hobby. Even so, she gradually became a pretty good artist by copying others. While she could not compare to the professionals, she still felt happy about it. She once told me that her dream was to attend art classes after she started earning money. It would be great if she could become a professional artist one day. At that time, I was really egotistical because I had won a lot of awards and achievements. When recruiters came to our university, I only attended interviews for the companies I liked. I was surprised when I got rejected, even though it was perfectly logical why. The counselor called me a number of times to ask about my internship, but I laughed it off. Meanwhile, I continued sending my resume to the company I liked. I told Miranda that I had studied finance for years. ---- My only dream was to join this particular company so that I could become successful. Without hesitation, Miranda helped me prepare for the interview and rejected the offer given to her by a magazine company. Instead, she joined the company I liked to become a salesperson. Eventually, I got my internship, but my salary was much lower than Miranda's. During this time, we lived in a basement that only had an area of a few square meters. Whenever Miranda had free time, she would take a few drawing gigs to earn extra money. Back then, she would often say, "It's fine. I'll always support every choice you make to reach your goals. I'll stay by your side." What were my thoughts when I heard that? I wanted to leave the basement and give Miranda a bigger, better house. I would decorate it in her favorite style and allow her to do the things she