Chapter 2
Looking at invitation emails from over a dozen international airlines, my cursor landed on Air France's offer. I accepted immediately and booked a flight to Paris for two days later.
Five years ago, Thaddeus experienced the worst incident of his career while flying to Paris. Since then, the city's name had become taboo for him. He not only stopped flying there but also prevented me from taking any Paris routes.
"Thaddeus," I thought, "once I'm in Paris, we'll probably never see each other again."
The next morning, I began packing. Halfway through, Thaddeus came home wearing a pink dress shirt, trailing a strong scent of rose perfume. I froze. He used to hate perfume. Throughout our years together, I never wore any, even throwing away my cherished collection. Now I realized he didn't hate perfume; he just didn't like it on me.
Noticing me packing, he hesitated. "Scarlett took too long sobering up last night, so I got a hotel room and stayed there." I glanced up, surprised. This was his first explanation in three years of marriage.
I nodded silently.
He approached me slowly. "Are you flying for work?"
I nodded again. "Something like that."
He seemed relieved. "I have some business today. Just came to grab something. Won't stay for lunch."
"Okay." I continued packing, not looking up. I'd planned to tell him about my resignation over lunch, to officially end our eight-year relationship. That chance was gone now.
He grabbed a red gift bag and some clothes from the door hook before rushing out.
Crash!
Our framed photo, hanging by the door for eight years, fell and shattered. It was from our first concert together, both of us smiling with clasped hands. He'd promised to attend a concert with me every year, no matter how busy. That promise, like many others, was forgotten when Scarlett became his student.
The clock ticked in the empty room. After a long silence, I cleaned up the glass and threw away the photo of our happier times, along with my remaining attachment.
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Chapter [Number - presumably 3, but it's missing]
That evening, exhausted from packing, I received a call from my best friend.
"What's wrong with Thaddeus? He's flaunting his relationship with that vixen, Scarlett, on social media. You're not even divorced yet!"
I checked my phone. Scarlett's latest post showed her wearing a Van Cleef & Arpels four-leaf clover necklace, holding the red bag Thaddeus had retrieved earlier. The caption read: "Three wonderful years together. So grateful for you, Thaddeus. Happy anniversary!"
Then it hit me. Anniversary? Right… today was also our third wedding anniversary. We'd never celebrated it—I'd completely forgotten.
I sighed, telling my friend, "He doesn't need a divorce. We never legally registered our marriage."
"What? Three years after the wedding and still no legal registration?"
Yes, three years after our wedding ceremony, he'd canceled our registration seventeen times.
At 11 PM, unusually, Thaddeus came home.
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