My Fiancée Hates Me [Completed]

Chapter 86: Gratitude

How dismal...

All of my memories of Garett are from my first life, and not one of them are flowery.

My memories with Garett from my first life consist of mostly our arguments, him playing pranks on me, stomping on my feet to near destruction, and screaming insults at me with spit flying into my face.

According to the nurse, she said that this Garett has been by my side the longest, so an investigation was needed in order to recover my lost memories.

Charlotte and Grace picked me up from the hospital when it came to discharging me.

Both of them were so very helpful. They told me about the classes I had been taking and gave me my well written notes whenever I needed a refresh on my studies. When it came to swordsmanship studies, I was surprised by my own strength and got a little too excited and waved the sword all over the place so much that others thought of me as a human windmill and unintentionally created a new fad of moving the arms like windmill as new way to stretch.

I thought that I would struggle at having conversations with my classmates the most...

When a girl in front of me dropped her handkerchief, I picked it up and dusted it off before handing it back to her.

"Lady Arielle picked up my handkerchief for me!" the girl squealed.

"Keep it as a ancestral item!" her friend said.

I could only smile in return.

It was then that I learned that the present me was apparently an idol of worship...

I received special treatment when I became Queen but never anything of this scale. Even the usually stiff environment in the school suddenly started appearing warmer and more colorful than my memories of where everyone was mindful of each other and just thought about themselves. I never thought that I would see other people willing to help others even though they would receive no benefit in return.

It was as if everyone began relaxing...

Did me staying by Garett's side make me and the past change this much?

When I arrived at my dorm room for the very first time since my release from the hospital, I had all the answers I needed. My room was filled with various soft toys and gifts that I would never buy myself because I always tried to maintain a Noble image of myself. I could just tell that not one of those gifts were from Erik himself. As I was surrounded with items from Garett, I felt a hole in my heart slowly growing bigger.

For whatever reason, I kept looking for him almost as if I was chasing after his ghost. It was then I realized that I could never probably find him because he was most likely avoiding me.

It soon came to Graduation Day for the graduating seniors. The ceremony was held outside underneath the blooming cherry blossoms and scattering petals.

The teachers all wore black robes while the graduating class wore bright red robes and hats. It was a mandatory event, so every graduating student had to attend. I sat with Charlotte and Grace on the cold stone steps with the other families whom were all here to celebrate the graduating class.

It did not even take me more than one minute to find him since he was the one giving out a speech as class valedictorian with a golden tassel and white sash around his neck.

The scene was different. In my past memories, it was supposed to be Erik standing there and giving a speech. I always wondered why Erik was class valedictorian even though Garett clearly had higher intelligence in every way that Erik did not have. Despite the strange situation, the scene felt oddly right when he stood there and gave a speech with a clear and beautiful voice as if that spot was meant to be owned by him.