A Breakup Six Years Too Late
Only the last page was left blank—it was meant to hold our proposal photo.
But now, it would remain forever empty.
I gently closed the album, tears blurring my vision. We did make it to 999, but in the end, we were still one surprise short.
Wiping my tears away, I carried the album downstairs. I lit a fire in the yard and threw the album in.
The flames crackled, their glow dancing across my face as I watched the photos turn to ash.
Oddly enough, I felt… peace.
This album held the memories of the past six years. It had witnessed everything Soren and I had been through. We were once hopelessly in love, but now, we'd fallen apart.