The Lies He Told Me (Grace and Antonio)

Part 4:5

I trudged

home, dead tired, and for the first time. I really looked at the place I had called home for seven years.

Every corner was filled with Antonio's and my sweet memories.

All those perfect moments now felt like a million knives piercing my heart. I pulled out a huge cardboard box and stayed up all night packing away those memories.

The matching couple's slippers, the matching couple's mugs, the

keychains that could find each other within 10 meters, and a whole box o pictures of us...

These things were my lifeline when I was feeling insecure, proof that Antonio and I were a real couple. Yet, they were just trash now.

Antonio hadn't been home for two weeks.

finished my design

how it was when I first moved in. The black and white decor was simple, like one could see every comer from the front door. The night before I was set to leave, I figured I should talk things through with

kept hanging

texted me, "If you haven't realized your mistake, if you're not going to apologize to Alicia for real, then there's

the case, maybe it was better if we didn't talk. I had a flight to catch the next morning, so

house was once so cozy and comforting, but now, as I walked out, all I felt was a weight lifted off my

on the plane, my

wishes for a great future. Some prayed for my safety and

them one by one, I switched off my

took off, I made a silent promise to myself, "I'll find

wishes, I was sure I would find my

overseas. The sun was shining brightly outside, and the sky was

Clouds were rolling by, and now

and I quickly started sketching. By

I had traveled through time. I left on the 27th in the morning and

of the airport.