“Wow, a Ferris wheel! Lucian, I absolutely want to ride this too!” she bubbled, her voice brimming with delight.
Upon learning from the staff that only two seats were left, Lucian didn’t cast a single glance my way as he took Ophelia’s hand and hopped onto the ride.
When the Ferris wheel returned twenty minutes later, he scoured the entire mall, but I was nowhere to be found.
At eight that night, I exited my room with my bags in hand, leaving behind a note that simply stated, “Breakup.”
Without a hint of hesitation, I stepped out, leaving everything behind.
When my phone rang at eleven, I discovered it was Lucian calling. I was in the living room, engrossed in conversation with my parents, completely oblivious to the ringing.
An hour later, he called again. I dimmed my screen, powered off my phone, and slipped into bed, surrendering to sleep until noon the following day.
When I finally turned my phone back on, I was taken aback to see more than ten missed calls. With a heavy heart, I opened WhatsApp, ready to face the inevitable.
There, Lucian, usually so composed, had unleashed a flurry of messages, revealing a rare impatience.
[What’s with the key and note?]
[Did you really forget my birthday? Is ignoring my calls and texts your idea of fun?]
[Savannah, I’m giving you one hour to return here, or don’t bother coming back at all.]
I noted that the last message had been sent three hours earlier.
A wave of relief surged through me as I deleted Lucian’s contact from my phone.
Just then, a gentle knock echoed at the door, and my mother stepped in. Her warm smile brightened the room as she cradled a steaming cup of milk.
“Savannah, you know how sensitive your stomach is. Drink this while it’s still warm,” she urged, her voice soothing.
Even though I had arrived unannounced the night before, dragging my luggage behind me, my parents didn’t press for details; they simply embraced me with their unwavering care.
I wrapped my arms around my mother’s arm, feeling a sting in my nose as emotions threatened to spill over.
Mom,” I began, a hint of excitement in my voice, “I found an apartment I really like. It’s small but just enough to keep me cozy.”
Mom’s smile widened, her eyes sparkling with encouragement. “Then go for it! How much do you still need? I’ll cover the difference.”
I shook my head, determined to assure her I had it all under control.