The burning sensation in my throat scorched its way straight to my heart as I finally broke the silence between Ernest and me, "I won't disturb your ring shopping spree anymore. Goodbye!"
With that, I ended the call with such force it felt like my fingers broke along with the connection.
I just stood there, motionless, until Conrad approached.
Seeing him get closer, I quickly lowered my head and sped toward the elevator entrance, passing by Conrad, I mumbled, "Wait for me, I need to pack my bags."
"I'll come up with you," Conrad offered.
"No need, I can manage on my own," I declined loudly, quickening my pace.
But Conrad followed anyway. "What's wrong?"
He had noticed something was off.
My heart was already in a sour state, and his question nearly made me burst into tears on the spot. But I knew I couldn't cry, I couldn't let Conrad see my weakness.
Back when I had decided to be with Ernest, I had boasted about it in front of Conrad with so much pride and confidence. And now, I felt as though I had been slapped in the face.
Suppressing the overwhelming sadness, I put on a facade of strength, "Conrad, it's not right for you to come up with me."
He looked at me sincerely, saying, "I mean no harm. I just want to make sure nothing untoward happens. I'll stay outside the door."
He didn't want to leave, and frankly, I needed some space to nurse my bleeding heart.
I thought I had moved on from Ernest, but a single sentence over the phone proved me wrong. I hadn't let go at all, and it still mattered so much to me.
Just a few words had crushed me...
"Whatever could go wrong? Aren't you being a bit too cautious?" In the end, my bad mood lashed out at Conrad.
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