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The next morning, I woke up and immediately began packing my suitcase.I was only halfway through when Kit walked through the door, wearing a pale pink dress shirt.Trailing behind him was a strong wave of rose perfume.The scent hit me hard, and I froze for a moment.He used to hate the smell of perfume.For that reason, all these years together, I never wore any. I had even thrown out my entire collection, including bottles I had cherished for years.But now I understood—he didn’t hate perfume. He just didn’t like it on me.He paused briefly when he saw me packing, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. “Katy sobered up very late last night,” he said. “I booked a hotel room alone and stayed there—that’s why I didn’t come home.”I glanced up at him in surprise.It was the first time in our three years of marriage that he had ever offered an explanation for his absence.I nodded, saying nothing.He slowly stepped closer, looking down as he asked, “Are you packing for a fli
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By evening, I had finished packing and collapsed onto the bed, drained and exhausted. Just then, my best friend called.“What the hell is going on with Kit? He’s completely out of line. Have you seen his social media? “He’s flaunting his relationship with that vixen Katy like it’s some fairytale romance.“You two aren’t even divorced—how can he do this?”As she ranted, I casually scrolled through Instagram.Right at the top of my feed was a new post from Katy.In the photo, she wore a Van Cleef & Arpels clover necklace around her neck and held the same red gift bag Kit had picked up from home earlier.That’s when it hit me. He had returned at noon just to grab her present.Below the image was a caption that made my stomach turn: [Three years of knowing you, and I’m so lucky to have you, Kit. Happy third anniversary!]Then it dawned on me.Anniversary?That’s right. Today was supposed to be our third wedding anniversary.But we had never once celebrated it. Not even
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At 11 p.m., Kit did something rare—he came home.As he stepped inside and removed his jacket, he reached to hang it behind the door. Then he noticed the spot where our photo had once hung, and he froze.“Our photo behind the door—is it gone?”He didn’t even set down his coat before hurrying into the bedroom, a hint of panic in his voice.“It fell and shattered,” I replied.His eyes shifted toward the trash bin near the door, where shards of glass glinted under the light. His shoulders relaxed slightly. Then, placing his coat aside, he pulled out a shopping bag containing a Louis Vuitton purse.“I didn’t get a chance to give you your gift yesterday,” he said. “I got this for you. Happy anniversary.”He set the bag on the bed. For a moment, I wondered if I had misheard him.Three years of marriage, and he finally remembered our anniversary?But then I glanced at the receipt—the purchase had been made just thirty minutes ago. Then it hit me. Katy’s anniversary post
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The in-flight announcement repeated over the intercom that the plane was about to take off. I ignored the vibrations coming from my phone, and after deleting Kit’s contact, I powered it off. From that moment on, he and I had nothing left to do with each other.At the hospital, Kit stared in disbelief at my final message. Like a man possessed, he began furiously sending replies, but all he received in return was nothing. He tried calling. Once. Twice. Again and again.“The number you have dialed is currently unavailable.” The emotionless, automated voice repeated itself, but Kit didn’t seem to hear it. His finger slammed against the screen with a growing frenzy, as though sheer persistence alone could produce a different outcome.“No… no, that’s not possible,” he muttered. “Everything was fine yesterday… I told her we’d get our marriage registered…”He stood frozen for a long moment, phone in hand, expression hollow.Then suddenly, as if something snapped in him, he b
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After leaving the flight crew center, Kit sat motionless in the airport for three hours.As he looked around every corner of the terminal, memories surged through his mind, uninvited and relentless.We first met at the security checkpoint eight years ago.It was my first time transitioning from a ground position to a flight crew role. I was so excited and hadn’t slept the night before, so by morning, I was visibly out of sorts. I even dropped my work ID while going through security.Kit was the one who picked it up for me, sparing me from making a critical mistake on my first day.That brief encounter was when we learned each other’s names.After that, he often asked me to grab a late-night meal at the airport after our flights.Once. Then again. And again.From acquaintances, we slowly became something more.Over time, we explored every corner of this airport together.Even more fortunately, we were later assigned to the same route—something every aviation couple dreams
Three Years and Eighteen Goodbyes Chapter 8
Three hours later, as dusk fell, Kit finally left the airport and drove home.The moment he stepped through the door, he hung up his coat as he usually would, when his gaze caught the faint outline left behind the door where a photo frame had once been. He turned toward the nearest trash bin.There, amid shards of broken glass, lay the photo of us.He crouched down slowly and retrieved it. As he stared at the image, the memory stirred: it had been taken eight years ago, at the concert we attended together. And with it came the recollection of a promise he’d once made to me at that very concert.He realized then, since taking Katy as his apprentice, he hadn’t accompanied me to a single concert. Perhaps that had been the turning point. Perhaps it was then that he began to drift away.Yet even so, he couldn’t understand why I left.Because in his mind, every time he’d let me down, he’d tried to make up for it with gifts. Just like yesterday, after attending a concert wit
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[What? You want to fly the Solara route? Did I read that right? [Weren’t you the one who swore you’d never fly to Solara again? I even went to headquarters to make a special request on your behalf and got chewed out for it.]Less than a minute after Kit sent the message, his phone rang. Billy Lipton’s voice on the other end brimmed with shock and disbelief.Five years ago, after an incident during a Solara flight, Kit had formally requested never to be assigned that route again. He told headquarters that if they denied his request, he would resign on the spot. Everyone at the airline who had been around back then knew the story.Now, out of nowhere, he had voluntarily asked to be reassigned to Solara. Naturally, people were stunned.“I mean it, Billy. Please help me submit the application to HQ again—as soon as possible,” Kit replied, his voice steady and firm.“What’s going on?” Billy asked, concern creeping into his tone.“Let me ask you something, Billy,” Kit paused. “
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At the same time, I arrived safely at the Solara airport.The moment I landed, over a dozen colleagues from Air Montclaire came forward to greet me warmly.It was my third time in Solara.By all accounts, I barely knew the city and certainly wasn’t familiar with its streets, but as I took in the unfamiliar surroundings, I felt an unexpected calm wash over me.Perhaps because I knew, starting today, I would finally live for myself.Back home, I earned the Best Flight Attendant title for seven consecutive years. Here, I knew I could achieve the same.More than that, I could finally do all the things I had once set aside to be with Kit.Skiing, mountain climbing, skydiving, chasing the northern lights—so many dreams now waited to be lived.But what I didn’t expect was that, on my second day in Solara, as I returned home from work, I found Kit standing at my door.As a pilot, he never drank, yet that night, his entire body reeked of alcohol.In just two days, he looked like he
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At the same time, I arrived safely at the Solara airport.The moment I landed, over a dozen colleagues from Air Montclaire came forward to greet me warmly.It was my third time in Solara.By all accounts, I barely knew the city and certainly wasn’t familiar with its streets, but as I took in the unfamiliar surroundings, I felt an unexpected calm wash over me.Perhaps because I knew, starting today, I would finally live for myself.Back home, I earned the Best Flight Attendant title for seven consecutive years. Here, I knew I could achieve the same.More than that, I could finally do all the things I had once set aside to be with Kit.Skiing, mountain climbing, skydiving, chasing the northern lights—so many dreams now waited to be lived.But what I didn’t expect was that, on my second day in Solara, as I returned home from work, I found Kit standing at my door.As a pilot, he never drank, yet that night, his entire body reeked of alcohol.In just two days, he looked like he
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[What? You want to fly the Solara route? Did I read that right? [Weren’t you the one who swore you’d never fly to Solara again? I even went to headquarters to make a special request on your behalf and got chewed out for it.]Less than a minute after Kit sent the message, his phone rang. Billy Lipton’s voice on the other end brimmed with shock and disbelief.Five years ago, after an incident during a Solara flight, Kit had formally requested never to be assigned that route again. He told headquarters that if they denied his request, he would resign on the spot. Everyone at the airline who had been around back then knew the story.Now, out of nowhere, he had voluntarily asked to be reassigned to Solara. Naturally, people were stunned.“I mean it, Billy. Please help me submit the application to HQ again—as soon as possible,” Kit replied, his voice steady and firm.“What’s going on?” Billy asked, concern creeping into his tone.“Let me ask you something, Billy,” Kit paused. “
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Three hours later, as dusk fell, Kit finally left the airport and drove home.The moment he stepped through the door, he hung up his coat as he usually would, when his gaze caught the faint outline left behind the door where a photo frame had once been. He turned toward the nearest trash bin.There, amid shards of broken glass, lay the photo of us.He crouched down slowly and retrieved it. As he stared at the image, the memory stirred: it had been taken eight years ago, at the concert we attended together. And with it came the recollection of a promise he’d once made to me at that very concert.He realized then, since taking Katy as his apprentice, he hadn’t accompanied me to a single concert. Perhaps that had been the turning point. Perhaps it was then that he began to drift away.Yet even so, he couldn’t understand why I left.Because in his mind, every time he’d let me down, he’d tried to make up for it with gifts. Just like yesterday, after attending a concert wit
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After leaving the flight crew center, Kit sat motionless in the airport for three hours.As he looked around every corner of the terminal, memories surged through his mind, uninvited and relentless.We first met at the security checkpoint eight years ago.It was my first time transitioning from a ground position to a flight crew role. I was so excited and hadn’t slept the night before, so by morning, I was visibly out of sorts. I even dropped my work ID while going through security.Kit was the one who picked it up for me, sparing me from making a critical mistake on my first day.That brief encounter was when we learned each other’s names.After that, he often asked me to grab a late-night meal at the airport after our flights.Once. Then again. And again.From acquaintances, we slowly became something more.Over time, we explored every corner of this airport together.Even more fortunately, we were later assigned to the same route—something every aviation couple dreams
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The in-flight announcement repeated over the intercom that the plane was about to take off. I ignored the vibrations coming from my phone, and after deleting Kit’s contact, I powered it off. From that moment on, he and I had nothing left to do with each other.At the hospital, Kit stared in disbelief at my final message. Like a man possessed, he began furiously sending replies, but all he received in return was nothing. He tried calling. Once. Twice. Again and again.“The number you have dialed is currently unavailable.” The emotionless, automated voice repeated itself, but Kit didn’t seem to hear it. His finger slammed against the screen with a growing frenzy, as though sheer persistence alone could produce a different outcome.“No… no, that’s not possible,” he muttered. “Everything was fine yesterday… I told her we’d get our marriage registered…”He stood frozen for a long moment, phone in hand, expression hollow.Then suddenly, as if something snapped in him, he b
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At 11 p.m., Kit did something rare—he came home.As he stepped inside and removed his jacket, he reached to hang it behind the door. Then he noticed the spot where our photo had once hung, and he froze.“Our photo behind the door—is it gone?”He didn’t even set down his coat before hurrying into the bedroom, a hint of panic in his voice.“It fell and shattered,” I replied.His eyes shifted toward the trash bin near the door, where shards of glass glinted under the light. His shoulders relaxed slightly. Then, placing his coat aside, he pulled out a shopping bag containing a Louis Vuitton purse.“I didn’t get a chance to give you your gift yesterday,” he said. “I got this for you. Happy anniversary.”He set the bag on the bed. For a moment, I wondered if I had misheard him.Three years of marriage, and he finally remembered our anniversary?But then I glanced at the receipt—the purchase had been made just thirty minutes ago. Then it hit me. Katy’s anniversary post
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By evening, I had finished packing and collapsed onto the bed, drained and exhausted. Just then, my best friend called.“What the hell is going on with Kit? He’s completely out of line. Have you seen his social media? “He’s flaunting his relationship with that vixen Katy like it’s some fairytale romance.“You two aren’t even divorced—how can he do this?”As she ranted, I casually scrolled through Instagram.Right at the top of my feed was a new post from Katy.In the photo, she wore a Van Cleef & Arpels clover necklace around her neck and held the same red gift bag Kit had picked up from home earlier.That’s when it hit me. He had returned at noon just to grab her present.Below the image was a caption that made my stomach turn: [Three years of knowing you, and I’m so lucky to have you, Kit. Happy third anniversary!]Then it dawned on me.Anniversary?That’s right. Today was supposed to be our third wedding anniversary.But we had never once celebrated it. Not even
