When Regret Comes Knocking, It's Too Late

In the hospital, I was put on a drip.

Feeling bored, I scrolled through my Instagram feed.

I came across an account called "Utopian Love".

I was attracted by the picture of a dead goldfish.

I clicked on it.

It was the little goldfish that I accidentally killed.

The photo was captioned. [When she gave me the goldfish, she told me that she would be happy as long as the goldfish was healthy. But the goldfish died on the first day it came to my house!]

[What should I do?]

[Should I buy another similar goldfish and deceive her by saying it's the same one?]

[Nicole Parker, you are such a petty woman!]

[Jealousy has turned you into a monster!]

[You must have done it on purpose!]

Reading this post, I felt like my heart was torn apart with a deep and endless wound and it hurt so much and could not heal.

In his heart, maybe I couldn't really compare to the goldfish given by his ex.

...

The door to my heart was tightly closed!