Chapter30
I trudged home, dead tired, and for the first time, I really looked at the place I had called home for seven years.
Every corner was filled with Antonio’s and my sweet memories.
All those perfect moments now felt like a million knives piercing my heart. I pulled out a huge cardboard box and stayed up all night packing away those memories.
The matching couple’s slippers, the matching couple’s mugs, the
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keychains that could find each other within 10 meters, and a whole box of pictures of us…
These things were my lifeline when I was feeling insecure, proof that Antonio and I were a real couple. Yet, they were just trash now.
Antonio hadn’t been home for two weeks.
During that time, I had finished my design work and pretty much cleaned. out the house.
I got rid of all the furniture I had bought, and now the place was back to how it was when I first moved in. The black and white decor was simple, like one could see every corner from the front door.
The night before I was set to leave, I figured I should talk things through with Antonio, so I gave him a call.
He just kept hanging up on me.
After a bit, he texted me. “If you haven’t realized your mistake, if you’re not going to apologize to Alicia for real, then there’s no need to talk.!
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With a wry smile, I thought if that was the case, maybe it was better if we didn’t talk. I had a flight to catch the next morning, so I grabbed my
suitcase and headed out the door.
This house was once so cozy and comforting, but now, as I walked out, all I felt was a weight lifted off my shoulders.
Just before I got on the plane, my phone blew up with birthday messages.
They sent their best wishes for a great future. Some prayed for my safety and happiness, and others hoped for perfect love and a good partner.
After replying to them one by one, I switched off my phone.
As the plane took off, I made a silent promise to myself, “I’ll find my happiness!”
With all these good wishes, I was sure I would find my Mr. Right.
The plane was flying overseas. The sun was shining brightly outside, and the sky was a stunning shade of blue.
I was fascinated, watching the changing scenes outside the window. Clouds were rolling by, and now and then, there was a burst of red light catching my eye.
A sudden burst of creativity hit me, and I quickly started sketching. By the time I was done, night had fallen outside.
It was surreal, like I had traveled through time. I left on the 27th in the morning and arrived on the 26th at night.
With this amazing feeling, I stepped out of the airport. There, I saw my parents and Freddy, all smiles, waving at me.
I rushed over with my luggage, hugged my mom, and basked in the warmth I had missed for so long.
Years ago, I followed my heart and went against my parents‘ wishes to study in Riverwick.
Despite reluctance, they let me go.
Who would have thought that I left for eight years, only coming back for a brief Christmas visit? They missed me terribly.
It was my fault.
Feeling the urge to cry, I quickly pulled away from my mom. “Mom, I’m starving.”
With a tender smile, she caressed my face, affection written all over her face. “Let’s go home. I’ll make your favorite pasta.”
I nodded. “Awesome.”
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