Too Late for Love

I had been with Norman Lynn for eight years.

He told me he was tired of our relationship and found a girl who is five years younger, more fresh and innocent.

This time, I decided to return the ring and cut up the wedding dress.

That heart that couldn't be warmed, I chose to let go of.

I quietly left the city.

Norman's friends were betting with him, "How long do you think Yuna Shaw will take to come back and ask for a second chance?"

Norman scoffed and replied, "She'll be crying and begging for my forgiveness in less than three days."

But three months passed, and I still hadn't reached out.

Norman went a little crazy, using all his connections to try to find me.

When my phone finally rang, the voice that answered him was a man's.

"What? You're looking for Yuna? We just finished, and she's a bit tired..."

***

The moment I laid eyes on Norman, I was completely smitten.

I pursued him relentlessly for five years before he finally agreed to be with me, albeit reluctantly.

After that, we were together for another seven years.

I had invested twelve years of my life into this relationship.

I truly believed I had finally melted his heart.

So, I made the decision to marry him.

I secretly bought a wedding dress, planning to take the leap and propose to him at the cruise dinner party he was hosting.

But fate had other plans - I got stuck in traffic, and Norman's cruise dinner party commenced on schedule without waiting for my arrival.

I quietly approached, but overheard him chatting with his friends.

"Norman, I heard you're planning to marry Yuna?"

Norman let out a derisive snort.

"Who told you that nonsense?"

"Aren't you going to make her your wife?"

Norman scoffed dismissively.

"Not a chance, I've been over it for ages."