Ashes of Love, We’ll Never Meet Again

Decades passed in a flash and the once lovely girl had traces of time on her face. He thought that the two of them would be together until the end of their lives, supporting each other.

But that day in South Park he met Mara, his first love. His heart, which had calmed down for a long time, was like a tranquil lake that was stirred up again. 

He thought he had hidden it well, but he was still discovered.

From Clara 's alienation during this period, he knew that he had been discovered.

He wondered if Clara was Mara's replacement. Her appearance just happened to fill the missing feelings after breaking up with Mara. 

But when she gradually became distant and behaved strangely, he realized that after years of companionship, he had long been unable to leave Clara. 

Some people lightly tease his calm heart, while some people were engraved in his bones and could ot be separated.

When he came to his senses, Clara had already returned to her room. Jackie knocked on the door gently as he called her, “Clara "

There was no response, so he had to go back to the living room. That night, Jackie sat on the sofa all night.

Only to wake up by a rapid knock on the door in the early morning, “Jack, Jack "

Mara sobbed and her wrinkled face looked inappropriately weird because of her coquettishness. 

The moment Jackie opened the gate and she threw herself into his arms. “Jack, why have you not answered my calls recently? I've been waiting for you to find me. You said you would take care of me.”

Clara stood at the door and watched all this coldly. Jackie awkwardly pushed Mara away from his arms and explained, “Mara, if you feel uncomfortable, you should call the child. It's not good to be alone.”

Mara looked surprised. She asked in sobs, “Jack, what did you say? You... don't want to care about me anymore.”

Mara glared at Clara with resentment and then cried pitifully, “Okay, I don't need you to care about me. Tracey does not care about me and you do not care about me either. Just let me die of illness.”

She ran away crying. Jackie wanted to chase her but he was in a dilemma because he had to consider the person in front of him.

“Clara, I'll be back soon. I'm really worried that something might happen to her.”

In the end he chased after him.

Tears fell without Clara noticing. The inner defense that she once thought was indestructible was actually fragile. 

‘Jackie, this is the last time I will cry for you,’ Clara muttered to herself.

The frequency of chest pain became more and more frequent. She knew it was a sign of an impending illness. 

Her breathing became difficult and heavy and the feeling of suffocation made her realize that she was dying.

After calming down, Clara made herself a hearty breakfast with lots of delicious food to share.

A sudden ringing of a bell broke the tranquility of the early morning.

“Hello, are you Ms. Gallegos? This is the local Red Cross. We have received your application for body donation on the official website. 

“Now we are informing you that you can bring the paper version of the materials in three days to go through the donation registration procedures and receive the donation certificate and donation card.”

“Okay, I will pick it up on time.”

“What are you going to get?”

Just as she was about to hang up the phone, Jackie's voice suddenly sounded behind her and Clara hung up the phone in a hurry.

“Nothing,” she said casually, not wanting to waste time talking to him.

Jackie felt uneasy for some reason.

The third day passed quickly and Jackie happened to be out, so Clara took the materials to the local Red Cross to go through the formalities.

When Clara came out, she saw Jackie accompanying Mara shopping. She was walking in front and he was following behind, looking very much in love.

Looking at them coldly, Clara no longer felt any waves in her heart.

It took another month to deal with these things and she had less and less time.