My Ex Mails Me Our Past When I'm Married
On the seventh year after the breakup, I receive a package from Clarence Fraser. All 44 pounds of said package consist of the stacks of chat history I have with him in the past.
Soon, Clarence's text appears on my phone screen.
"Wanna meet up? I'd like to tell you something."
I pause momentarily before responding with a "1". That number signifies rejection.
Then, I turn my phone off.
After wiping my sweat off with a towel, I pick up another crate of fruits and continue promoting them to the customers loudly, as though nothing has happened.
It's been so many years, and I don't know why Clarence decides to text me all of a sudden.
Similarly, he doesn't know that I've already become someone else's wife a long time ago.