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The first time I met Aurora, she was just an unknown actress trying to make it in the industry.
I was the captain of the national boxing team, a champion with a bright future ahead of me.
She came to interview me for a movie audition, and I fell for her right way.
Her stunning looks, her graceful figure, and her innocent smile captured my heart completely.
Thanks to my connections with the national team, she landed the role of the second female lead. When the movie was released, it put her in the spotlight, and she signed with Dragon Film Company.
I was so happy for her, but I couldn’t help but worry.
While it was amazing that she was achieving her dreams, I knew it also meant more danger, obsessive fans and rich guys trying to get close to her.
To keep her safe, I left the boxing team and focused entirely on her security.
I even begged a famous director for three days and nights to get her the lead role in another film.
She didn’t let me down. Thanks to that role, her star power exploded. Suddenly, she was everywhere, with ads and endorsements coming in left and right.
As her fame grew, I gave up my dream of becoming a boxing champion and lost my income in the process.
According to her promise, once she made it big, Aurora was supposed to marry me. But fame can be fleeting.
She got seriously ill, living an irregular lifestyle that led to uremia. Despite multiple attempts, she couldn’t find a suitable kidney donor.
My mother, wanting to help me and hoping for grandchildren, willingly got tested to see if she could donate.
It felt like a cruel twist of fate when her kidney matched Aurora’s.
At that time, Aurora begged, saying she’d marry me after the surgery and promised to take good care of my parents.
We all believed her.
But what we got in return was Aurora’s cold response, “Your mom isn’t going to die anytime soon. She can hang on for a couple more days!”
All that sacrifice led to my mother’s regrets at the end of her life and my father’s helpless anger.
During the loneliest, most fearful time in my life, she disappeared for a month, vacationing abroad with her male assistant.
After burying my mother, I took care of my father, who had suffered a stroke, and felt the weight of life’s harsh realities.
I finally understood a harsh truth: being a devoted fool could leave you with nothing, no love, no family.