Goodbye, My Love

The balloons weren’t randomly scattered, but arranged meticulously to form an enormous heart.

This colossal heart of red balloons faced her directly, and one of the balloons drifted towards her. Loraine reached out and grasped it. As the balloon swayed in her grip, words on the other side revealed themselves. “I was wrong.”

Then, another balloon rotated, displaying the inscription, “I will never repeat this mistake.”

Each balloon was a proclamation of love. The massive heart formation revolved, and in the center, three prominent words spelled out, glowing brightly for her to see.

They read, “I Love you!”

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Loraine found herself mesmerized by the messages on the floating balloons outside her window. In that split second, one of the balloons descended and popped as it collided with an object.

Simultaneously, a soft sound, reminiscent of a bursting balloon, echoed from her phone.

Caught off guard, Loraine Looked out the window to examine the balloon debris, and her gaze fell on a man garbed in a suit, standing below.

As though aware of her gaze, he looked up and their eyes met.

A smile crossed Marco’s face and his resonant voice traveled from the phone to her ear.

“Do you Like it?”

Loraine was lost for words. ALL she knew was the yearning to meet this individual who was right there before her.

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Driven by a sudden rush of emotions, she turned around and sprinted towards the exit, leaving her startled coworkers behind.

Her heart pounded fiercely as she ran, becoming louder and more distinct. Loraine halted only when the figure at the entrance came into view. She inhaled deeply and walked to him with a collected and steady stride. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Marco was clutching a string in his other hand. Tracking the string,

Loraine spotted the biggest balloon inscribed with the words “I love you”.

The typically reserved man approached her, gently took her hand with his warm grip, and offered her the string. He carefully wound it around her hand and tugged, bringing the noticeable proclamation of love in the air into their field of view.

Marco gave her an affectionate look, and his voice, no longer coming through a device but from right in front of her, asked, “Loraine, do you appreciate this kind of present?”

Loraine bit her lip when she saw the heads peeking out of the office building and pairs of eager, curious eyes. Although she felt slightly embarrassed by his grand gesture, her heart overflowed with gratitude and happiness.

For the three years of their marriage, Marco had never publicly accepted their relationship. Yet, here he was, offering her the most ardent and heartfelt declaration of Love under the bright sun.

Her heart was deeply touched, yet Loraine maintained a composed and dignified facade, her brows slightly knitted.

Observing her reaction, a pang of anxiety hit Marco, and one of his hands formed a tight fist.