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"I'll always be there for you, like an honorary sibling. This music box is my pledge to you."

The sincerity in the young boy's words touched my vulnerable heart deeply. His simple gesture meant everything to me.

For a decade since that day, I had cherished Ethan.

I could still recall his vows, but the one who made them had long since forgotten.

I took one last look at the broken pieces in my hands before discarding them.

If that's how it was, I wanted neither the promises nor Ethan anymore. It was over for good.

As the sun rose the next day, Ethan hadn't come back.

After sending my belongings home, I went to print my resignation letter at the office, intending to give it to Ethan personally.

En route, I received a message from him:

[Sweetheart, I spoke harshly yesterday. I ended up working late and dozed off at the office. Just woke up and I'm heading back soon.]

I gazed at the vacant office before me and left the resignation letter on Ethan's desk.