After confirming the pills' ingredients, I had gone straight to the hospital for a full check-up, hoping for reassurance. But reality wasn’t kind. I couldn’t escape the damage those pills had done to my body. When the doctor told me that getting pregnant would be difficult, I felt something inside me break.
That was the moment I truly began to hate Ferry. And now, my hatred for him had reached its peak. I would never forgive him. Without another word, I turned and walked into my bedroom, locking the door behind me. As I did, my computer screen lit up.
A new email. It was William Larson.
He had been waiting for me abroad for so long. Even after we had officially separated, he never stopped reaching out. Every week, without fail, he sent me an email.
And now, just as he had always done, he had written again. I took a deep breath, wiped my tears, and pulled myself together. Then, I opened the email.
Clipped inside was a blurry picture of a black hole.
[Another collapsed star was observed today, Karen. How have you been? I miss you.]
[After I retire, so I don’t turn into a sad black hole, I’ll definitely come back home to watch over you.]