The caption read: "To freedom."
After tidying up the house, I still went to the airport.
My girlfriend walked up to me with her suitcase, gave me a big hug, and was as cheerful as if nothing had happened.
"Did you miss me? I've been exhausted for the past two months!"
In the past, I would've smiled, hugged her back, and let the issue slide.
But now, all I felt was resistance.
I gently pushed her away and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you even remember what day it was yesterday?"
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"Of course." She took off her sunglasses and nodded indifferently.
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Then she said, matter-of-factly, "It was just a wedding banquet, wasn't it? You've got money. We can always throw another one.
"You made me so angry before, so you deserved a lesson. Don't you agree?"
She was referring to the argument we had two months ago, after we took her mother to a follow-up appointment at the hospital.
Her mother had accidentally seen photos of her hugging and even kissing another man in her album. She had cautioned her daughter, saying that since she had a boyfriend, she shouldn't be getting so close to other men.