As I cut the wedding dress, I thought I would cry, but surprisingly, I stayed completely calm.
Maybe the buildup of disappointments had finally led me to this moment of acceptance.
Before I left, I wanted to write him a note as a final goodbye.
But when I picked up the pen, I realized I didn't know what to say.
In the end, I left calmly and went to my childhood friend Lina's place.
"Only you would treat a guy like Norman as a treasure."
Lina has always been straightforward in her speech.
"In my eyes, he's not even worth as much as crap."
Several of my close friends chimed in, agreeing with Lina.
"Yuna is just infatuated; sometimes women are like that. When they get captivated by a certain guy, their whole world gets filled up, leaving no room for anyone else."
I silently added in my mind that once you see someone for who they truly are, you can also walk away without hesitation.
At least that's how I feel.
As we were chatting, the gazes of my friends suddenly became fixated.
I was puzzled about what had caught their attention when a figure approached us.
I lifted my head slightly and locked eyes with the person.
It was Kane Lewis.