Rewriting My Heart's Fate

"Okay. Thanks, Kevin," I said, forcing a smile.

I plopped on the couch after hanging up, the tears streaming uncontrollably down my face.

What Ethan did to me... His possessiveness and harshness...

I couldn't believe that the man I thought about all day and night in my past life would treat me like that. I thought he'd changed. It never crossed my mind that he'd hurt me like this. He ruined it all by himself. No. I had to get away from this place as soon as possible.

I weakly stumbled my way to the door. With hands still trembling, I opened it.

It was bright outside. I dashed outside and ran as fast as I could. Every step felt like I was stepping on sharp blades that pierced my feet.

I knew not how long I had run or where I had run to. When I was totally worn out and couldn't take another step, I sat on the ground and cried my lungs out.

The passersby glanced at me strangely.

"Isn't she the winner of the fashion contest two days ago? Why is she here?" someone pondered aloud.

I stared blankly at the people around me and saw an old lady slowly walking over to me, wanting to help me up.

At that moment, all I wanted was to return to the city I was most familiar with. With this thought in mind, I patted the dust off my clothes and slowly stood up.

told me that he'd already helped me book a flight back

of the flight on my phone screen, feeling myself calm down a little. What I needed to do next was to head to the airport as

for what Ethan would think of me and whether he'd come after me, I couldn't care less about those anymore. This time, I would surely cut all ties with the past. I wouldn't be merciful

a cab and told the driver to drive me to the airport. The scenery zoomed past as I looked out the window

Goodbye, Englenor. Goodbye, Ethan.

the airport soon enough. I took my luggage out of

and everyone walked in a hurry. After

frameless glass windows, I saw the planes in the

the

"Evelyn!"

have

was he here? Was he going to drag me back with

Ethan's panicked voice sounded clearer and

with him. The boarding gate was just a few steps away. I fastened

arm with a vice-like grip. Taken

around, I met

eyes. He

and with a hoarse voice, he asked, "Where are you going?