Goodbye to My Confined LoveChapter 1
On my birthday, my girlfriend, Amelia Davis, organized a spectacular fireworks show for her childhood sweetheart, Oscar Phillips.
A passer-by captured a video and swiftly shared it online, sparking a continuous flow of good wishes.
Amelia's friends collectively saw me as a joke and playfully asked, "What's your take on this?"
I replied calmly, "Well, it was beautiful."
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The video soon went viral online.
The comments section was full of praise for Amelia and Oscar being a perfect couple.
As I listened to the joyous laughter mingling with the fireworks from my phone, the sight of the delicious food on the table left my heart heavy with sadness.
Today was my birthday, and Amelia had promised me that she would come back early to celebrate with me.
However, she called in the afternoon to explain that an unexpected issue had arisen at home, delaying her return.
I trusted her words, eagerly waiting for her.
To my surprise, the social gathering she had mentioned was to set off fireworks with Oscar.
How ironic!
In the video, Amelia's typically reserved and aloof expression transformed into a warm beam as she gazed at Oscar with evident tenderness.
It was a side of her I had never witnessed before.
I had thought she was indifferent by nature and not good at expressing her love.
With a mocking smile, I peeled back the wrapping on the cake and quietly ate it.
A greasy sweetness filled my mouth. I suddenly found it quite boring.
I fetched my phone and called Amelia.
She answered quickly, her voice as cold as before. "What's wrong?"
I could clearly hear the bursts of fireworks.
After a moment of silence, I swallowed the cake in my mouth and asked, "Where are you?"
"I'm dealing with some matters at home. If there is anything, go ahead."
Amelia seemed to have left the riverside, and the sound of fireworks disappeared from the other end of the phone.
She sounded as composed as ever, devoid of any hint of guilt despite her lie.
I caught a glimpse of the video on my tablet and found it even more boring.
"Let's break up."
"What are you angry about?"
I sneered, "Watch more videos if you are free, my dear online influencer."
With that, I hung up the phone.
Since we had parted company, I shouldn't stay here anymore.
Glancing at the untouched dishes on the table, I got up and went to the kitchen to find some takeaway boxes and pack them one by one.