The Missed Ending
So he never prepared before our registration.
After they took a number and settled in to wait, I did not hesitate. I hailed a cab and headed straight home.
The moment I walked in, I stripped off the skirt I had ironed carefully, shredded it, and watched it burn to ashes.
I knew then, my seven-year love affair with him was meant to disappear just like that—up in smoke.