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Taylor knew it. Or rather, she could have known all of this beforehand, because “Becks” (her best friend Rebecca) had warned her from day one about Daniel Li. About the sudden love confession on WhatsApp, after they hadn’t seen or spoken to each other for roughly thirty years.

Still, she fell for it. Incredibly stupid, in hindsight.

And now she was standing in the narrow street by Mai Coffee, where she could still see him sitting there, his eyes fixed on her. But her? She didn’t want to go back inside anymore.

After the Cartier bracelet he had given her after just a few dates, he had now come up with the ridiculous idea of buying her a house. A house he had purchased with money he’d received from his aunt. But divorced from Ivy, his wife? Of course not. The answer was no, and it had always been no.

He claimed he had never loved his wife. That it had only ever been about wanting a child. He wanted a child, Ivy wanted one too, and so they decided to marry each other.

She had already seen it in his eyes, even before he said anything about the house he wanted to give her. And then what? A hideout? A place he could escape to, while his wife still had no idea what kind of man she had actually brought into her life?

It was over now.

Tears burned behind her eyes and one slipped free. She caught it at her chin and wiped it away just as quickly as it had appeared, on her trench coat. The one she had put on especially for their meeting here, in China.

What had she been thinking? Traveling all that way, for him? Not for herself, but for him. She did everything for him because she so desperately wanted to be seen by him, and not just as a game, not as one of his Lego building blocks.

He was a nerd and so what? She had fallen for it. But not anymore.

His eyes tried desperately to catch hers, but those same eyes that had once loved him with pure innocence (and unconditionally) now rejected him without mercy.

Daniel Li was a criminal in every sense of the word. The shady companies registered under his name and address in the Netherlands, probably for money laundering. But the area in which he was the greatest criminal of all was love. A narcissist does not know what love is and never will.

She walked away and left Daniel alone behind her.

By Ella Fisher February 5, 2026
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By Ella Fisher January 29, 2026
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