Chapter 1995: The Purple Wish Bottle

The moon shone exceptionally bright that night.

“Jonathan, tell me the truth. Did you swap your soul with someone else?”

Holding her hand, Madilyn felt the warmth of his palm, an electric current that thrummed to her heart.

She couldn't believe his extraordinary confession, yet she also blamed herself. She should have noticed the recently loosened soil near the slope; he couldn't have dug so easily otherwise.

“No. I'm still me. I'm just expressing myself differently. And I wasn't lying about the bottles. I didn't bury them hours ago; I dug them up a few days ago before returning to work.”

He remembered finding the wish bottles they'd buried years ago. He'd gone to Elmwood Park alone, having forgotten his younger self's expectations. After a long break, realizing his life felt empty and pointless, he'd opened his bottle.

Unfolding the paper, he read his past wishes: “I hope to achieve a successful career with Lucian in the future and marry the woman I love!”

Jonathan was stunned. He hadn't expected his past wishes to be so simple. He realized he'd lost his way amidst the stress of family and career, growing tired and falling into depression. Facing his past self, he finally saw the light.

He vowed to acknowledge his feelings and no longer be afraid. This led to his unconventional confession.

“Jonathan, I'm so glad to see how much you've changed!” Madilyn leaned against his shoulder.

They sat, chatting comfortably in the night air.

“Elektra’s getting out of jail soon. Maybe her wish bottle will inspire her future,” Jonathan murmured.

How many of us remain true to ourselves?

“I hope so. But who does the purple one belong to?” Madilyn asked.

“Believe it or not, I have no idea. I only remember Lucian brought it, and that it belonged to a woman.”

Jonathan would never have told Madilyn this before, but it no longer mattered; Roxanne and Lucian were expecting their fourth child.

Madilyn reacted more strongly than expected. “So this bottle might have belonged to another woman Lucian was dating? I have to tell Roxanne!”

She feared a repeat of Elektra's situation.

Jonathan frowned, troubled. Was he betraying a confidence? But Madilyn was his girlfriend. He had to listen to her. Besides, he was curious about the purple bottle's owner. Why hadn't that person delivered it themselves?

“Okay. Tell her. I want to know, too!” Jonathan decided to betray Lucian's trust.