Emma sent me a few messages with photos of Zachary: him sleeping next to her in his bare arms, taking selfies at tourist spots, and even kissing under the aurora...
By the way, Zachary had said that after watching the sunrise on our anniversary this year, we would go see the aurora and let the whole world witness our love. At the time, I thought his words were a bit cliché, but I was still looking forward to it. Everything seemed fine before Emma came back, right?
Zachary, it’s time to break up.
He still hadn’t replied, and since the place we lived in was his property, I had packed my bags and was ready to move out. Maybe this was a sign that the farewell should be as peaceful as possible.
I had packed up the gifts he gave me, except for the necklace he gave me on our first anniversary. I would let him dispose of the rest. I had also packed up the things I gave him, and they were now in the trash. There was a large, handmade fabric rabbit on top of the pile, which stood out.
A while ago, handmade gifts were all the rage on campus. I made this big rabbit for Lily, who liked to sleep with stuffed animals. I thought Zachary would appreciate it, but he never seemed to use it.