On the morning of my discharge, the sunlight was unusually bright. Jimmy had even put on a white dress shirt for once, looking clean and polished. He stood by the window, speaking quietly into his phone but I still caught one word: [“video.”]
After hanging up, he gave me a complicated look but quickly slipped back into his usual gentle tone. “Nessie, I’ve got something to take care of today. See you tonight on the cruise.”
I smiled and replied to him obediently, "Okay, see you soon.”
Goodbye, Jimmy.
***
I went home, grabbed my luggage and headed straight to the airport by taxi.
While waiting to board, I scrolled through my phone aimlessly until a trending topic suddenly filled the screen: [“Luminaris University Student’s Private Video Leaked!”]
He posted it after all. Whatever shred of feeling I had left for him vanished completely.
I turned off my phone and deactivated the number.
