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

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

hanging up

texted me, "If you haven't realized your mistake, if you're not going to apologize to Alicia for real, then there's no need

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 my suitcase

cozy and comforting, but now, as I walked out, all I

the plane, my phone

for a great future. Some prayed for my safety and happiness, and others

them one by one, I

made a silent promise to myself, "I'll

wishes, I was sure I would find

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

outside the window. Clouds were rolling by, and now and then, there was a

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

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

amazing feeling, I stepped out of the airport. There, I saw my