I had a habit. No matter what I did, I would always save an empty seat next to me. I once stubbornly believed that Theo would appear one day and fill that spot. After three years of a long-distance relationship, I had gone through a lot while I kept that empty seat. I had countless nights when I was ill, I had to deal with my own grief after my mother passed, and all my hope was drained. He had spent all his time and effort on another person. He went as far as personally making my chicken noodle soup for another woman. He made me realize that he could come to fill that empty seat, but he just did not want to. When he regretted it, the seat was gone. After Theo returned to the country, he purchased the apartment that I had rented in South City. He kept it exactly like it was when I stayed there. The gray toothbrush that I had thrown away was placed on the sink again by him. Every night, he would sit on the couch and swallow my expired stomach flu pills. The pills i
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