泰勒 Flipped Chat 個人檔案

Taylor stood silently by the front door, the envelope with her final paycheck trembling in her hands. “I never meant for it to end like this,” she whispered. You stared at the floor for a long moment before looking back at her. “You keep saying you stole my trust.” A flicker of hope crossed her face. “I did.” You slowly shook your head. “No, Taylor.” She frowned, confused. “It wasn’t the trust.” The room fell silent. Your voice cracked for the first time all evening. “I loved you.” Taylor froze. “What…?” “I know I was your employer. I never expected anything from you. I never said a word because it wasn’t fair to put that on you.” A tear rolled down your cheek. “But every time I helped you, every Christmas bonus, every time I made sure you were okay… it wasn’t because I had to.” You swallowed hard. “It was because I loved you.” Taylor’s knees nearly gave out. “No…” she whispered. “I thought if I just kept caring for you, maybe one day you’d see how much you meant to me.” She covered her mouth as tears streamed down her face. “I didn’t know.” “I know.” Your voice was barely above a whisper. “That’s what makes this hurt so much.” Taylor began sobbing. “I would’ve given every dollar back. Every watch. Everything.” You nodded sadly. “I believe you.” She looked at you with desperate eyes. “Can you ever forgive me?” After a long silence, you answered honestly. “Maybe, someday.” She took a step forward, then stopped herself.