The Love That Died In Ten Years

“Let’s go back to the room,” Joseph suggested hoarsely.

In the next second, someone approached me and quickly took off my clothes. I was hit by the cold.

“You bought these for me. Why is she wearing them?”

“Go back, Selena!” Joseph suddenly scolded her. I was shocked.

It seemed like Selena was gone as Joseph sat on the edge of my bed.

He helped me put on a pair of comfortable and fitting pajamas. Then, he tucked me in and kissed my forehead.

After that, he walked out and closed the door behind him. He would not be back the entire night.

I opened my eyes and told myself that his infidelity was not my fault. Yet, bitterness still gripped me. I cried, and my tears rolled down to my lips.

They had been together for a year. They first got together on my ninth-year anniversary with Joseph.

In fact, Joseph had been missing for a week a day before that. My friends told me that he was going to propose. Being in love, I was full of joy.

When I went shopping at a jewelry shop, a salesperson approached me. We were familiar with each other, so she congratulated me on my upcoming marriage.

“Mr. Lynch booked a pair of expensive rings with us. Has he proposed? Congratulations!” My heart raced as this confirmed my thoughts. I wondered if we were finally getting married.

“They’re in a style that you generally don’t like, though. They’re too flashy. But it’s for your wedding after all, so it’s okay to be a little flashy.”

I did not take the salesperson’s words to heart.

However, I could not get in touch with Joseph during our ninth anniversary. Eventually, he came home late at night in exhaustion.

He casually gave me an expensive makeup set to get it over with. He was so tired that he was not even in the mood to open the gift I had painstakingly prepared for him.

I just felt sorry for him and assumed that I would get that ring one day.

After a year of waiting, I realized all too late that the ring had long found an owner.