Fireworks Cause Divorce: I Choose The Right Future

Before today, I had never imagined that Justin would fall out of love.

We met eight years ago in the spring.

When I leaned out halfway over the bridge, I truly wanted to end it all.

For more than twenty years, my life had been dedicated to dancing. I danced my way from a small town to Sanchez City, from obscurity to stardom.

But now, even standing up seemed like an unattainable dream.

A slender hand grabbed me tightly.

I then fell into a trembling yet warm embrace.

"Please, don't die," he said.

He said, "The cherry blossoms in the park are blooming. Let's go see them."

He said, "The pet shop just got a new kitten. It's so cute."

He said, "The Sanders Restaurant has amazing noodles. Let's go eat there."

"It's okay if you can't dance. As long as you can stand, that's enough.

"And even if you can't stand, you're still free," he said.

Later, I found out that his mother had passed away that day. He was also there to end his life.

Yet, he became the savior of another person who was ready to die.

With his help, I worked hard on my rehabilitation and eventually stood up again.

He said, "So what if you can't walk fast? I'll always be by your side."

But, the light that once illuminated my life eventually turned into a blade that stabbed me.

The next moment, Justin's panicked voice rang out.

"Stacey! It's not what you think!

"I can explain! Stacey, please say something!" Justin said.

It was clearly noon, yet I felt so cold.

I slowly curled up and hung up the phone.