I threw down the divorce agreement and the crumpled abortion slip, not sparing him another glance as I left directly.
I always thought that mustering the courage to bid farewell to a decade-long secret love would be an arduous task.
But now, having spoken it aloud, my heart felt as light as if a boulder had been lifted from it. Upon reflection, it seemed not as daunting as I had imagined.
Returning to the mansion to pack my belongings, I realized that after living here for two years, everything I owned could fit into a single suitcase.
At that moment, my best friend called: "Melody, when do you think you'll be done wrapping things up there? What date should I book your flight for?"
Glancing around, I let out a deep sigh: "A week from now, I suppose."
Just as I hung up, Langdon burst through the door.
He looked frantic, grabbing my arm and demanding: "Melody, what are you planning to do in a week? What scheme are you cooking up?"