In the seventh year of being with Garrison, his pure love who had been dead for years suddenly "resurrected".
He regained what was once lost, now by her side every day.
The arrogant and unruly Garrison would bend down to tie her shoelaces when no one was around, and his eyes would turn red with concern when she got pricked by a needle.
At that moment, I knew my relationship with Garrison had come to an end.
I boarded a plane to leave, but that flight crashed that very night, with none of the hundred-plus passengers surviving.
When Garrison heard the news, he went completely mad, holding my clothes and weeping day and night with regret.
But what he didn't know was that I never got on that plane at all.