Taking a deep breath, I forced a calm tone. "No, as long as they’re happy."
Luigi chuckled lightly. "Haha, that’s good to hear. Then I can rest assured."
"Ethan, I must thank you."
"Really, thank you for taking such good care of Wanda all these years. You’ve been a responsible and kind man."
"And actually, Wanda and I are planning to get married next week."
"If it’s convenient, we’d love for you to come to our wedding."
My fist clenched so hard that my nails dug into my palm.
Before I could even respond, I heard Wanda’s voice in the background.
"Luigi, who are you talking to on the phone?"
In the next moment, the call disconnected abruptly.
It felt like the air had been sucked out of the room, leaving me hollow and drained. Slowly, I sank onto the sofa.
The weight of loneliness and coldness pressed down on me.
I did not drink a drop of water for the rest of the day.
Late into the night, my phone buzzed with a message from Wanda.
[Ethan, are you asleep?]
I forced myself to pick up the phone and her familiar avatar stared back at me, stirring a storm of emotions inside.
My fingers trembled for a long time until I fell asleep before replying.
[If you’re awake, I’d like to discuss something with you.]