The vow, just like the fireworks above, was fleeting and short-lived. We, too, had once cried together, tightly embracing, watching the fireworks bloom in the night sky.
Back then, my eyes were fixed only on Celine, my mind filled with dreams of endless happiness for the future. But now, I was numb, filled only with deep disappointment.
This fireworks display didn't belong to me. The woman standing in front of me didn't belong to me either.
When Celine saw the tears in my eyes, she suddenly froze, "Honey, what's wrong?"
I wiped my eyes and shook my head.
"It's nothing, just a little moved, thank you for the surprise." For the first time in all these years, I said something insincere to her.
Celine suddenly went silent. I saw a trace of guilt and remorse in her eyes.
But the next moment, she revealed her true self once more because of an incoming message.
Celine turned away quickly, took a quick glance at her phone, then turned back to me and said, "Honey, you should go to bed early tonight. My best friend has invited me out to a party. You won't mind, right?"
I smiled. "Of course not, you have your freedom."
Celine hugged me tightly and kissed my cheek, "Thank you! You're the best, baby."