Marrying the Man in the Dark Chapter 1071-Unveiling Hearts “In high school, Steve and I hardly interacted because he was your friend. He even brushed off my many attempts to talk to him, so I eventually stopped trying, and later, we became distant acquaintances.
“Then, we graduated high school.” The glass trembled slightly as Savannah struggled to find her words. “At that time, I was head over heels for Trent, convinced that he was my one true love, my everything. So instead of going to university with you, I decided to work to help pay for his education.”
Savannah paused, her lips pursed in contemplation. “Until recently, when my mom had a car accident and slipped into a coma, Stella told me that Steve had offered to help me. That’s when I reconnected with him.”
She lowered her gaze, a faint blush gracing her fair complexion. “When that happened, I thought that if Trent didn’t come for me, I would gladly marry Steve and spend my life repaying his kindness.
“After all, no one else had extended a helping hand during those trying times.
He was the only one, so naturally, I considered him worthy of marrying.
“But as we prepared for the wedding and shared the bridal suite, he remained respectful and distant. It was as if he didn’t see me as a woman.”
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1071/1090 “I suspect he didn’t harbor any romantic feelings for me, as Stella suggested.
He likely assisted me out of obligation as a former classmate and acquaintance, and later, agreed to marry me to appease family pressure.”
“So when Trent unexpectedly showed up at the wedding, I decided to follow him.” She looked up at Cherise. “Cherry, do you understand why I ran?”
Cherise sucked in a breath of cold air. Savannah’s words weren’t veiled; each one rang with sincerity.
But these heartfelt confessions hinted at the long journey Steve had ahead in matters of love.
Gathering herself, Cherise offered Savannah a reassuring smile. “Would you like to hear about the Steve Orborn I know?”
Savannah blinked, then blushed and nodded. “Yes.”
For the remainder of the afternoon, Cherise recounted everything she knew about Steve Orborn, whose love for Savannah spanned years.
Still clutching the nearly full glass of water, Savannah stared at Cherise in utter disbelief. How could she have been oblivious to Steve‘s affection for so long?
“Cherry, are you serious?”
“He kept his feelings hidden to spare you any discomfort,” Cherise sighed deeply. “He never wanted to burden you or see you unhappy. He even reached out to Trent to plan your escape from the wedding because he couldn’t bear to witness your distress.”
Savannah’s face drained of color. She tightened her grip on the water glass, at a loss for words.
Faced with Steve’s generosity and selflessness, she felt small, self-centered, and foolish.
Just as she opened her mouth to respond, a knock on the door interrupted them.
It was Steve.
“Cherry, Sav, done talking? I found a corndog stand outside, and the aroma was irresistible, so I grabbed two for you guys.”
Cherise shrugged and glanced at Savannah. “I remember that you loved eating corndogs back in high school.”
Finally setting down the barely touched glass, Savannah strode over to open the door. Outside, Steve stood in the chilly air, a goofy grin on his face, holding two corndog sticks.
Seeing him like this transported Savannah back to their high school days.
Steve had looked exactly like this, his hands and face turning red from the cold as he hurried back from outside, holding two sticks of corndogs for Cherise.
“You used to enjoy these, so I got them for you!”
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