I Waited Until Thirty but Never Heard a Proposal, This Time, I Let You Go and Also Myself

Two weeks before my thirtieth birthday, it was the seventh anniversary of my relationship with Ethan Grant.

He prepared a romantic candlelight dinner for me, along with exquisite gifts and a small cake.

The atmosphere was very romantic, and I thought he would propose to me at this time.

Ethan Grant's phone rang, and he told me he was sorry, and that I should rest early tonight.

I stood frozen in place, suddenly feeling that all the reluctance in the world was meaningless.

He doesn't love me that much.

Perhaps being together from the start was a mistake.

I should let you go, and also let myself go.