Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean)
Chapter 469

It was on the day before the wedding that Heather heard from Myra that the best man was Lucas. The moment Heather heard that name, she knew that he was one of Tony's bros. She tried to recall Lucas's features, remembering that he didn't talk much and seemed to be more mature.

"So, what do you think?" Myra asked teasingly, "You did say you want a best man who is tall and handsome." She jokingly reminded Heather of what she said before.

Heather smiled in response, which in turn caused Myra to feel slightly curious about it. The two proceeded to sip their drinks in silence.

Myra's wedding was just around the corner, and Heather was glad to see that Myra looked comfortable and relaxed. Myra had slight pre-wedding anxiety before, so it was nice to see that she had adjusted herself.

"I'm going to give you an amazing gift," Heather said, grinning.

Myra replied, "Then I will also give you a superb gift in return."

"Why not just give me a gold card?" Heather joked.

Looking at the time, Myra realized that it was almost time for Heather to go to work. She didn't want to take up more of Heather's time than necessary, so she said, "It's time for you to get to work."

Heather was nonchalant. "I'm taking the afternoon off today, so there's no work this afternoon."

Myra was puzzled at this. The wedding is tomorrow, so why did Heather take leave so early on?

Heather continued, "The woman I care the most about is going to get married, so I don't have the mood for work." Her smile was so bright that Myra almost fell for it.

"What a coincidence! I'm skipping work too," Myra said with a smile.

"Let's do something meaningful then," Heather suggested, unwilling to let a nice afternoon go to waste.

During the conversation with Myra, Heather could feel that she was slightly nervous, so she wanted to take Myra somewhere else and do something to ease the wedding jitters.

Something meaningful? Myra looked at Heather in disbelief. She had no idea what Heather had in mind.

"Back to school!" Heather didn't hold the suspense for long either as she revealed her plan straight out. Heather's suggestion moved Myra a little, for she had never gone back to school ever since she graduated.

"It probably changed a lot." Myra recalled what their high school was like. They had attended the best private high school, and the scenery there was excellent.

After so many years, she wondered what the school was like now. Did it change for the better or the worse?

Heather had gone overseas after graduation, much less return to school for a look. At the sudden reminder, nostalgia washed over her as she reminisced the young and innocent years spent in school. The two readily agreed on the idea and waited no longer to put the plan into action. As Myra and Heather headed for their destination in Heather's car, the two chatted about their time in high school and laughed at the fond memories.

"We were so innocent back then." Heather laughed so much that she was in tears.

"You're the one who was the least innocent of us all," Myra said teasingly.

"True, I used to be the top student in school." Heather's voice had a proud tone to it.

"Yep, the top student who's also terrific at hogging the road." Myra went along with it. The delightful exchanges between them continued.

"What do you mean by hogging the road?" Heather wasn't agreeable on that description; it made her look like some serial killer on the road.

"Whenever you see anything happen on the road, you'd immediately go over and interfere," Myra replied with nostalgia in her tone.

Heather tried her best to remember, but she didn't recall being such a busybody when she was younger. She gave Myra a deep stare, thinking that Myra must have misremembered. “Don't bluff me just because I'm gullible." Heather looked innocently at Myra.

"You really don't remember?" Myra could still remember the scene vividly. When Heather used to face off against the gangsters from outside, she had an awe-inspiring aura about her, and her sense of justice was off the charts.

Hearing Myra's descriptions, Heather felt as if she lived in another dimension. She only remembered that she had done everything possible so that she could be Myra's only bestie.

She did not expect to have such a justice-filled side to her all those years ago; she didn't even dare to think back on it, for it was so different from her character now.

The car pulled up at the school gates. Heather and Myra got out of the car, one after the other, to replace that the school used to be more magnificent. They thought that their school was big enough when they were younger, but after making it in society, they had seen for themselves how much bigger the world was.

"Why did you go overseas?" As they walked, Myra posed the question to Heather.

Upon returning to school, Myra felt like they had time-traveled to the past, and she could finally ask Heather the question she didn't get to ask then.

The scenery was beautiful as it had been in those days. It wasn't easy for a school to place importance on its greenery in addition to its staff and resources. It was thanks to this that there were so many rich families spending effort and money to enrol their children in this school.

The field was a lively green, reminding Myra that she used to be bad at jogging, and it was Heather who led her in her training. Every corner of the school told stories of their memories gone by.

When Myra had first entered high school, she was reluctant to be here, for she had to be separated from her childhood friend Estelle. As time went by, Myra started to make friends with Heather, and she gradually became more cheerful and especially relied on Heather.

Myra was forced to be independent only after Heather left the country. Ever since they became besties, Myra's life had changed.

The two strolled under the Platanus tree, but after walking for a while, Heather still had not answered Myra's question. It wasn't until they stopped at the lake when Heather finally said in a faint voice, "I wanted to leave the Langston Family as soon as possible." At that time, her whole focus was on her struggle to get out of the Langston Family's chains, and she was willing to be separated from her best friend in order to achieve that goal.

She did not regret it one bit. Her life overseas was very fulfilling; she had learned a lot and made many great friends. The only downside was that she had to be separated from Myra and had to live without her for so long.

Heather had almost never set foot in Bradfort City in all those years. She refused to be trapped by the Langston Family, but things had turned out the way she feared they would. After going back to her home country and deciding to start a business in Bradfort City, the Langston Family had once again gotten Heather in its grip.

Although she had her grandpa Robert supporting her in the Langston Family, she still could not be completely free. This troubled her greatly. She achieved financial independence and had great mental strength, but she was still bound to the Langston Family simply because her last name was Langston.

"Have you been happy all these years?" Heather couldn't help asking Myra. All those years, she could only learn of Myra's emotions through text.

Now, Heather could feel that Myra was truly happy, for Myra had found a man she could entrust the rest of her life to. As long as Tony was there, Myra would keep being happy and blessed. Heather remembered a few years ago when Myra was dating Sean; she couldn't imagine the pain Myra had to go through. At the thought of this, Heather regretted not coming back earlier so that she could help Myra escape from Sean as soon as possible.

"Let's appreciate the happiness we have now; the past is in the past," Myra said, not minding it at all. She was over it now, for she realized that life has its gains and losses.

If there was such a thing as karma, maybe Myra found Tony's love and care exactly because Sean had wronged her before.

"You were going through such difficult times in Bradfort City, but I never once came back in that period of time. I feel so guilty for that," Heather said faintly. She didn't mind being honest about things.

On the school grounds, Heather wanted to come clean with Myra about many things, including those concerning Matthias. However, she knew that this wasn't the time for it; even Matthias could hold back from spilling the beans so that Myra could have her wedding in peace.

If that was the case, then Heather had no reason to tell her the truth. If the matters concerning Matthias really affected Myra, then Tony's efforts would've gone to waste.

Tony wanted to give Myra a grand wedding and a fond memory, so Heather would not attempt to jeopardize that. However, the scenery and her feelings at that moment kept urging her to be honest about everything in the past, for she still felt guilty toward Myra.

"You don't have to feel bad about anything; you have your own circumstances. What's more, I didn't even realize the situation I was in, and I had forced myself into a corner. It was my own fault that I had to go through the pain; no one else is responsible." Myra didn't mind. If she had come to her senses earlier, she wouldn't have to go through hardship after worsening hardship as the days went on.

"That's enough of the unhappy topics. We're finally back in our alma mater, so we should be happier than this." Heather also felt that she had brought down the mood by reminding Myra of Sean in the middle of a happy moment.

There was a rockery near them, which used to be a third of its current area. The school was thriving and clearly profiting well.

"Do you remember when we first met?" Looking at the rockery, Myra asked.

Heather's gaze was also drawn toward the rockery. "It's right at that rockery," Heather said, pointing to it.

"It's so weird that we would become best friends; we were so different," Myra said as she looked at Heather, who was standing beside her.

"Yeah, thinking back on it, it still feels like a dream." Heather's eyes were trained on the rockery.

In her mind, she was remembering the past. They were so young and inexperienced. Heather wore no makeup, and her tender face didn't look like a high-schooler at all.

Myra used to be so timid. She had heard many things about Heather, so she was still a bit nervous when they first met.

Myra had heard that Heather was a scary person, but Heather didn't come off as such when Myra first saw her. After all, Heather's pretty face was like that of an angel.

Myra had nervously talked with Heather, who teased Myra quite a bit. At that moment, Myra was not the only one who thought that she had encountered an angel, for Heather thought the same.

Heather liked Myra's eyes and the innocent look in them, for it was a look only an angel would have. Heather felt that Myra's stare could cleanse her, which was why Heather continued to interact with Myra. Leaving the memories behind, Heather said in a serious tone, "The Langston Family funded this school." The information caught Myra by surprise.

"No wonder you kept skipping class." Myra came to a sudden realization. Ahh... So the Langston Family owned this school as well.

Heather grinned proudly. "Yep, so I can do whatever I want and be at the top of the school chain." She used to hate this school to the bone because it belonged to the Langston Family; she felt like their eyes were on her even in school.

"Let's go over there," Heather suggested.

The two walked hand-in-hand over to the rockery. Myra felt something weird when she looked at it. A peal of thunder broke out in her mind and pain shot throughout her whole body, forcing her to bend over and hold her head between her hands. Seeing Myra's strange behavior, Heather quickly bent down in concern.