The door to the dining room was open. As I approached, I heard voices inside discussing me.
"Yuna seems to be really angry this time!"
"Come on, when has she ever been different? After making a fuss, she'll just come running back to Norman."
"This woman can't survive without Norman."
"Norman, how long do you think she can last this time?"
Norman replied to this with a heavy dose of sarcasm, saying, "Three days at most. If it's more than that, I'll consider it a loss."
I gently placed the ring I had taken off at the entrance.
Three days, huh?
Norman, this time, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you.
I returned to our place and packed up everything that belonged to me.
The most important item was that wedding dress.
I had poured my heart and soul into it.
From choosing the bridal shop to deciding on the style and color, I was involved in every detail.
After waiting painfully for six months, I finally got it.
I still hadn't worn it even once because I had planned to wear it for the first time in front of Norman.
Unfortunately, that opportunity was gone.
The custom-made wedding dress couldn't be returned, so I grabbed a pair of scissors and cut it into pieces.