"And I also realized that you're not the person I want to be with.
In wealth or in poverty.
In good times and bad.
Not at all."
He turned pale. Quiet. Not knowing what to say.
I had nothing to contradict him. No arguments. No defense.
Because the truth always reveals everything in the end.
And while he was there, shocked, shattered, I grabbed my bag, my documents and headed for the door.
Before I left, I told him:
"And tell Mom that her plan failed."
I closed the door behind me.
And for the first time in a long time, I took a deep breath.
