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.

design work and pretty much cleaned out the

place was back to how it was when I first moved in. The black and white decor was simple, like one could see every comer from the

just kept hanging

me, "If you haven't realized your mistake, if you're not going

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

as I walked out, all I felt was a weight lifted off my

I got on the plane, my phone blew up with birthday

future. Some prayed for my safety and happiness, and

by one, I switched off

plane took off, I made a silent

was sure

overseas. The sun was shining brightly outside, and the

rolling by, and now and then, there was a

hit me, and I quickly started sketching. By the time I was done, night had

on the 27th in the

stepped out of the airport. There, I saw