Half-asleep, I heard a loud door slam outside.

The next morning, Henry was nowhere to be seen. When I arrived at the office, Karina pulled me aside mysteriously.

“Jeanne, didn’t you say you were going to France last time?”

“What a coincidence! My nephew is heading there around the same time. You two could travel together.”

I instinctively refused, but Karina was very enthusiastic.

“He’s a travel blogger. His guides are excellent. With him leading the way, you’ll save yourself a lot of trouble.”

“It’s settled then. I’ll send your WhatsApp to my brother.”

I hesitated, but the idea won me over. Planning the trip had worn me out and after so many years without travelling, I was honestly a little nervous.

That afternoon, I took leave to attend my alma mater’s anniversary celebration. In front of the library, a group of young students were laughing and taking photos.

In the crowd, a girl with a bright smile and a man in a suit and leather shoes on her arm stood out. “Smiling at the camera! We’re putting it on the campus couple photo wall!”

The girl gave a shy smile and bravely stood on tiptoe. Sunlight bathed them, like a distant memory of youth.

“Hey, isn’t that Henry, the heartthrob from our class? Is he going after a younger girl?”

A classmate beside me spoke a bit too loudly. Henry glanced in our direction. Our eyes met and a flicker of panic crossed his face.

He instinctively pushed Inez away and started walking toward me, but she grabbed his arm tightly. She must have said something, because Henry stopped in his tracks.

My phone buzzed with a message from Henry.

[Don’t misunderstand! That was just youthful fun. I didn’t want to spoil the mood!]

I didn’t even bother replying with a “Okay.”

I followed the group to our old haunt, the coffee shop, listening to their idle chatter.

“Jeanne, what’s your status now?”

I held my coffee and said calmly, “Single!”

Someone immediately picked up the thread.

“Honestly, you have to learn from Henry. If you can’t find someone your own age, why not consider a younger junior? Do you think Henry and his little girlfriend are a good match?”

I smiled and said, “Yes, the man and the woman are a perfect match!”

As soon as I finished speaking, everyone looked behind me in embarrassment.

Henry had entered unnoticed, his face darkening as he stared at me. “Jeanne, come out with me for a moment.”

I was completely confused. We’d been together six years, but Henry never acknowledged me to his friends.

One year, he could bring his family members to his company’s annual party, so I dressed up carefully to surprise him. When I went to find him, he introduced me in front of his colleagues as just a college classmate.

Now that I’d done exactly as he wished, he was upset?

“Mr. Walpole, is there something you need? Today is our class reunion. It seems a bit inconvenient.”

He wanted to say something else, but Inez’s coquettish voice came from behind him.

“Henry, everyone’s waiting for you!”

Henry took a deep breath, shot me a fierce glare and was ultimately pulled away by Inez.

At the end of the campus celebration in the evening, my classmates and I said goodbye at the campus gate. Just as I was about to hail a cab, a familiar car pulled up beside me. The window rolled down, revealing Henry’s tense profile.

“Get in the car right now!”

Exhausted after a long day, I didn’t want to draw attention by arguing on the street. I silently opened the door and got in.

The car was very quiet. In the past, I’d desperately try to find topics to liven things up, but every time I did, Henry would furrow his brow.

“Jeanne, could you just be quiet for a bit?”

Today, I pulled out my phone and absentmindedly admired the newly posted couple of photos of him and Inez on the campus forum. Suddenly, a sharp brake screeched as Henry pulled the car to the side of the road.

Before I could react, he leaned in and held the back of my head. We’d been together six years and had done all kinds of crazy things.

The car has always been one of our favourite places. But this time, as he leaned closer, all I could see was him kissing Inez in the afternoon sun.

I shoved him away, got out of the car and crouched by the road, retching without caring how I looked. My stomach churned, but nothing came up; only sour liquid kept rising.

Henry got out too, his face turning from pale to ashen as he stared at me in disbelief. Under the streetlight, his expression was hard to read.

There was anger, embarrassment and a barely perceptible hint of hurt. But I no longer cared.

I pushed myself up from my knees and wiped my mouth. “Henry, did you see it? This is how I feel about you now.”

“We should…”

Before I could finish, he slammed the car door and drove off. That night, Henry, who had always been in the circle of friends, updated his profile for the first time.

A close-up photo of him and Inez with the caption: [Finally met the right person.]

Below, our mutual friends lined up to like and congratulate them.

[Wow, Henry finally found someone! Congrats!]

[You are such a perfect match! When’s the wedding?]

[Inez, so you two are together!]

My WhatsApp also exploded instantly, with many messages popping up.

[Jeanne, what’s going on with you and Henry?]

[Did you see Henry’s post? Did you two break up?]

[Are you okay?]

I didn’t reply to any of them. Instead, I made a plate of pasta and my appetite was surprisingly good. Sleeping late into the night, I suddenly felt the bed dip beside me.

I woke up suddenly and saw a figure sitting there in the dark and I almost screamed in fright.

“Don’t be scared, it’s me!”

I let out a relieved breath and turned away from him. He switched on the bedside lamp and the bright light made me squint.

He leaned over me, his eyes red as he stared at me. “Don’t you have anything to ask me? Didn’t you see my Instagram post?”

I had no idea what he was freaking out about in the middle of the night, but being woken up was really annoying.

“Yeah, I saw it. Congratulations.”

He was choked by me, breathing heavily and his tone suddenly softened, a little aggrieved.

“Back when I’d go out for business dinners at night, you’d call me nonstop and keep the lights on waiting for me to come home. Now you don’t even acknowledge me.”

“There’s nothing between Inez and me. I’m just looking out for her as a junior classmate. If you don’t like it, I’ll move her to another department tomorrow.”

I looked at him and suddenly felt a deep sense of boredom. I cried and made trouble before, begging him to give me a sense of security, but he always found me annoying.

Now that I didn’t want it, he was practically begging me to take it. But I had already booked my flight for two days from now.

Him? I didn’t want him anymore. Everything he offers? I didn’t care about it either.

Henry suddenly seemed like a different person. He really transferred Inez to another department and replaced his assistant with a man.

When he couldn’t come home at night, he’d send me photos and location updates just like I used to, though I never replied.

The new assistant is a chatty person. When he came to pick up Henry’s suit, he smiled brightly at me.

“Madam, tomorrow is your sixth anniversary. Mr. Walpole has planned a big surprise for you. You really must make time!”

We had shared beautiful memories during our six years together. I thought there was a formal farewell after all.

I opened the couple-locating software programs I hadn’t used in years and arrived at the city’s largest hotel.

Red and pink roses surrounded the entire hotel and the journey Henry and I had been on together for six years was playing on the giant screen.

On the stage, he knelt down on one knee with the ring in his hand. Facing Inez, standing before him in a white wedding dress.

“Will you marry me? No matter life, old age, sickness or death, no matter whether you are poor or rich, I will never leave you.”

It was the scene I had been looking forward to for six years. I have dreamed about it so many times at midnight and I was so excited that I couldn’t sleep just thinking about it.

Now it was happening for real, only he’d given his first proposal to Inez, the runner-up.

I touched my heart and there was no sadness or pain. In the sixth year of falling in love, I was sure that I no longer loved him.

Seeing them hug and kiss, my heart froze. I slipped away quietly, the last of my feelings fading. Even saying goodbye felt unnecessary.

Henry hadn’t returned home all night. He went home to change clothes at dawn and wanted to pick me up and take me to the hotel.

Opening the passenger door, there was a piece of black silk lying on the seat. He threw it to the ground at the speed of light and explained to me.

“Her clothes were dirty yesterday, so she borrowed my car to change into clean ones. Nothing happened.”

All I cared about now was my flight time. I casually replied, “Oh, alright.”

“Drop me off at the mall entrance up ahead. I want to buy a necklace to match my outfit.”

Henry tried to follow me inside, but received a call from Inez.

“Mr. Walpole, there’s a minor issue with the venue.”

Henry paused and smiled at me. “Jeanne, there is something wrong at the company. I need to handle it.”

“Today’s our sixth anniversary. I prepared a surprise for you. Meet me at the Caesar Hotel after buying the necklace.”

I nodded, turned around and quickly counted the passports and ID cards in my bag.

He called after me again, “Jeanne.”

The mall announcements drowned out his voice. I couldn’t hear the rest. I waved at him, like I said, “Goodbye, Henry.”