"V-Vios.." I swatted my hands infront of Jennie.
"What?!"
"Pursue y-your dreams, Vios. You wanna be a famous writer, r-right? Even I'm not in your side a-anymore, pleas---"
"Shit!" I exclaimed, "You broke up with me for another man, Jennie! My i-interest on w-writing? It already vanished. You disappointed me, you d-destroyed me!" I shouted, making her sobs became louder. "I can't believe it.. you cheated on m-me.."
"But--"
"Damn your buts then!" I turned back and started to walk away.
I'm a writer, yes. I write to express. But right now? I already signed off. Not just because of ego. She cheated making myself embarrassed, making my self-esteem lowered and letting myself feel how effing up my life is. Am I not enough?
I reached for the resignation form from my company and officially signed off.
I already lose my pen.