The Crush’s Revenge

But Nigel had changed drastically.

He had started to doubt me. The person he trusted completely had changed into someone else.

I hid how disappointed I felt and just looked down.

“Okay.”

Nigel finally relaxed. He stepped closer and hugged me.

“I know you’re acting like this because you love me. It’s alright.

“I’ve planned a welcome party for you. Go get ready. We’ll head out soon.”

I followed him. At the welcome party, I was well-dressed.

Word had already spread that Nigel’s crush was back, and people were curious to see the woman he had loved for so many years.

I stayed close to Nigel and smiled gently.

One by one, people came to congratulate him.

“Mr. Jefferson, congratulations! You finally got back the woman you love most!”

Someone even joked, “Now we see the difference. The real one is way more beautiful than all those lookalikes.”

Nigel’s face turned serious. “Don’t talk like that in front of Olivia.”

He turned to me and gently said, “Don’t mind them. See? Everyone knows how much I love you.”

I smiled politely and kept quiet.

But just then, another woman walked in. She looked a lot like me.

I knew who she was right away. Her name was Fiona Lane, the second lookalike Nigel kept around.

She walked onto the stage and sat down at the piano.

“Welcome back, Olivia. Since today is such a happy occasion, let me play a song for you and Mr. Jefferson.”

With that, she started playing. Soft, beautiful music filled the hall.

As I watched Fiona’s fingers dance over the keys, the familiar tune brought back memories.

Back in college, when Nigel and I first met, he was sitting in the audience while I played this exact song, Moonlight Variation.

After that, he always wanted me to play it for him.

“Every time I hear it, it reminds me of the moment I first saw you and instantly fell in love.”

It became our love song.

I could still remember how amazed Nigel looked when he watched me play the piano.

I turned to look at Nigel. He was completely focused on Fiona. The person who amazed him was no longer me.

I looked at my hands. They were rough from years of hard work.

My heart sank.

When the music ended, Fiona came over and handed me a glass of wine.

“When I was with Mr. Jefferson, people said I only got to stay because I looked like you.

“They thought they were insulting me, but honestly, looking like you is the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

Her meaning was clear.

Nigel’s expression instantly darkened.

“Who permitted you to talk like that here? Get out.”

He was not nice to Fiona at all.

After telling someone to take her away, he hugged me tightly.

“Fiona’s fresh out of school. She doesn’t understand how things work. If she upset you, don’t take it to heart.”

Even then, he was still defending her.

He took me around the party and let them all compliment me.

He seemed so happy, and I did not want to ruin it.

That night, he held me in his arms and gently laid me on the bed.

“Olivia, there were so many nights I couldn’t sleep because I missed you so much.”