This was the sentence Meghan has said most often in the seven years of marriage.
Looking at the men's watch lying quietly in the exquisite box, my heart began to feel sore and swollen.
I looked up at the huge wedding photo on the wall.
In the photo, Meghan was nestled in my arms, her face full of happiness.
But deep in her eyes, there was always a lingering melancholy.
In the past, I mistakenly thought that this was the feeling of being a married woman.
I only then realize if it was actually the sadness of not being able to marry the man she loved the most.
I tried to calm down and called a lawyer friend to ask him to prepare a divorce agreement.
I originally booked a flight to a foreign country that day, but ended up changing it to tomorrow.
Because I promised Meghan that I would accompany her back to her parents' home tonight to celebrate the Christmast.
My mother taught me that one should never go back on one's word.
When I thought of my mother, my heart felt like it was being twisted by an invisible hand and it ached dully.
My father died in a car accident when I was still a child. But my mother did not abandon me and raised me alone.