Chapter 9 He looked at me , his eyes full of panic . I stood up despite the pain , my face calm , showing neither sadness nor anger . Just the faintest hint of an inscrutable smile as I stared at him . I thought sadly : what kind of person had I loved all these years ? He tried to reach for me . But before he could take a step , Emma clung tightly to him , buried in his embrace . Her voice was weak and filled with dependency : Ryan … James kept his hand on my shoulder , watching them warily , his voice cold enough to freeze : Get lost . I gazed calmly at the couple : Ryan , I regret it . I regret loving you . Regret marrying you . Most of all , I regret ever having hope in you . With that , I pulled James away , never looking back . Sitting in the passenger seat , countless memories tangled together like interwoven threads . They churned through my mind like violent waves . Each wave hit me harder than the last , leaving me struggling to breathe . Hel He loves her. The Last Time I Loved Him Unconscious favoritism is often the truest expression of feelings it cant be hidden or faked . It shows in the little things : being the first to notice someone in a crowd , showing unique tolerance and indulgence for their actions . Like an invisible scale in your heart , naturally tipping toward that person . And this unconscious behavior made me understand more clearly than catching them in the act He loves her . My phone screen kept lighting up . Ryans messages appeared one after another . * Im sorry . * I was wrong . * * Did you take your medicine today ? Remember to take care of yourself . * Baby , I dont want a divorce . * * I cant let you go . + * I love you , Autumn . * I deleted them one by one , feeling sharp pains in my chest . Belatedly , I noticed my legs were hurting too . Looking down , I saw they were scraped and bleeding … Perhaps the pain was too overwhelming . So overwhelming that even my tears seemed to have dried up in my eyes , unable to fall . Only when I was finally alone … The Last Time I Loved Hum Chapter Did break down sobbing . The calm facade Id maintained shattered like it had been torn apart by merciless hands . Breaking into pieces . And the heart hidden beneath that shell was already riddled with wounds , rotting beyond recognition . The love and hope it once held had been ground to dust . In the latest episode of ReelTalk EP 37, titled "Confessions of a Casting Director" by CrushReel, dive into the behind-the-scenes world of bringing your favorite stars to the big screen. Casting Directors reveal the intricate process of selecting actors for roles and share insights into what they seek in fresh talent. Explore the nuanced themes and character elements that shape the casting decisions, shedding light on the unique aspects that influence the final choices. Discover the artistry and expertise involved in assembling the perfect ensemble to breathe life into each character on screen. What sets this episode apart is its candid exploration of the casting process, offering a rare glimpse into the meticulous craft of matching actors to roles. Uncover the passion and dedication that drive Casting Directors in their quest to create captivating performances. For an exclusive look into the world of casting and to learn more about this ongoing series, head over to CrushReel. Experience firsthand the magic of bringing characters from script to screen by delving into "Confessions of a Casting Director," available to read online at CrushReel.