I open my eyes… my room is already illuminated with the light that enters through the balcony. I smile and turn towards the side of X. However, all my eyes find is emptiness … and a note with my name on the nightstand.

I feel like crying… I stretch to the nightstand and take the note, opening carefully, as if it were a bomb about to explode:

“Dalia,

I don’t regret anything, and you don’t either. I’ll never forget tonight, but I’ll never talk about her again.

You deserve to be happy next to someone less complicated. You need to make a decision, and that does not include me...

However,...