I didn’t speak much that night. I busied myself eating while he in turn looked at me and purely sighed. I’m not going to take that seriously. I knew long ago that he’s a playboy and probably he had a girlfriend back then.

I don't care. We are going to marry anyway. He still lost to me. That night passed as if by the agility of time. I’m new because I haven’t slept much.

My room has a connected door to Ezekiel's room. That night I saw him enter the door after we ate in his room.

When I woke up there was a suitcase lying on the floor of...