Love Lost: No Chance of Reunion

After paying, I walked out of the supermarket and found Jayden lounging by an electronics store, soaking up the air conditioning.

When he saw me carrying two big bags, he immediately came over and took them.

His face fell when he noticed the durian in one of them.

He snapped, "Didn't I tell you not to buy that? How are we supposed to build a future if you're blowing money like this?

We need to save for a house and a car. And you just dropped what could've been half a car seat on a durian.

It feels like I'm the only one thinking about our future. You just don't care, do you?"

He was shouting so loudly that passersby stopped to gawk.

"But it was my own money, and your stuff added up to over two hundred dollars. It cost much more than the durian," I shot back.

I whipped out the receipt. It cost 380 dollars in total.

The durian itself was 130 dollars, and the rest was for Jayden's items.

Jayden was speechless for a moment, realizing his items cost more than the durian.

It only took him a moment to come back with a counter. "My stuff are essentials and will last. Your durian will disappear after a few bites. Think about it."

Then he yanked the durian out of the bag and dumped it into my hands.

The spiky skin stung my hands, turning them red. Tears welled up in my eyes as I watched him walk away, leaving me standing there, confused and hurt.

All the way home, I replayed our entire relationship in my head.

Jayden and I had been together for four years, since my freshman year.

They said college couples usually split after graduation, but we had stuck it out.

I met him when I was interviewing for the student council. He was a year ahead of me.

He'd added me on WhatsApp right after, offering to share some interview tips.

That led to us eating together often. Eventually, he asked me out, and I said yes.

Jayden was a pro at making connections. Everyone thought highly of him. We were the campus 'it' couple.

Even my current internship was secured through his connections within the company.

Jayden, who graduated a year before me, had excelled at his job and was promoted to a regional leader at Gokaville.

When I joined the company, he didn't hesitate to introduce me as his girlfriend to everyone.

Now, sitting in my rented apartment, staring at the durian on the table, I wondered if maybe I'd been too hard on Jayden.

I thought, "Maybe he's just really focused on our future, and that's why he flipped out?"

I texted him a few times on WhatsApp, but he didn't respond.