Although he did all that, this love stricken lady before you all did not blame him, not one bit.
You know what I did? I stayed to wish him a happy birthday before I left.
He once mentioned that he never celebrated his birthday, I planned to celebrate it for him but since we were breaking up, I could just say a happy birthday before I leave, but more importantly take a good last look at him because that morning I did not.
But that night, he did not come back.
The next day, I realized that I had no reason to stay anymore, so I packed all my belongings. The engagement ring hanging on my finger felt so heavy; I metaphorically felt it pleading to be removed_ it wasn't mine, so I left it together with a letter on the dressing table.''
''All these while I'd been killing myself, hurting myself, I even lost a baby… one I never even knew I was carrying. I blamed myself for everything, but not anymore.''
