But now, the joy had turned into a bitterness that consumed me from inside out.
Once I was home, a delivery man brought an anniversary cake—right at midnight. On the box was a card with Vernon’s handwriting.
“From now on, I hope you’ll be by my side every day.”
The delivery man shot me an envious smile. “Miss, your boyfriend’s really good to you. He ordered the most luxurious cake from our shop and even requested that we deliver it on time. He even personally wrote that note on the box!”
I opened the door and took the cake from the delivery man. Then, I casually set it on the table.
So, Vernon still remembered that today was our sixth anniversary. But what did he do tonight?
I slumped weakly against the couch and stared at the empty room before me. I couldn’t help but tear up.
The room was filled with traces of our life together. Yet Vernon had booked a hotel room and slept with another woman for the night.
Looking at the cake made me disgusted. All I wanted to do was throw up.
I sat on the couch for a long time and lost track of time.
Suddenly, the apartment door opened.
