I liked the warm and romantic feeling of cooking together at home, which no fancy meal outside could compare to.
Aston, who I dragged out of the house, was in a bad mood.
Eventually, he made up an excuse and left.
Despite this, I still bought the groceries and prepared a table full of his favorite dishes at home.
Unfortunately, Aston didn't show any signs of coming home until late at night.
The multiple calls I made were unanswered.
If he doesn't come back soon, his favorite seafood pot and spicy chicken will get cold.
An hour later, I finally received a call from his brother.
"Aston is drunk. Can you come and pick him up?"
When I hurriedly arrived, the room was in a mess, with several drunk men lying around.
The table was full of leftovers and bottles of alcohol scattered around.
How much did they drink?
Aston was sitting in a corner making a phone call, his voice was full of sorrow.
"Elise, I miss you. Three years ago, you left without saying a word and got married. You're so cruel, how could you be so heartless to me?"
The man in the corner was crying miserably, a sight I had never seen before.
I stood frozen at the door, unsure whether to go in or not.
"Aston, every year on this day you ask your brothers to come out for a drink. Today is Valentine's Day, and you're treating it like a breakup day. It's been three years, Elise is married now, you should let go. Besides, you should behave, it wouldn't be good if your girl friend heard this."
Aston suddenly covered the phone's microphone, his choked and hoarse voice sounded.
"I belong to her, is it not allowed for me to spend one day remembering my ex?"
The feeling at that moment was like falling into an ice cave.
It wasn't just because Aston had been missing his first love all along, it was also about the name of his first love.
Aston had never mentioned it in front of me. This was the first time I heard this name from his friend.
It should just be a coincidence. After all, she was not from here; how could she be in a relationship with Aston?
The conversation inside continued.
"Aston, didn't you say your girl friend would be cooking at home today? Are you sure you don't want to go back to check in?"
"Come on, the few dishes she makes, I can guess what they are without thinking, nothing more than spicy chicken, seafood vermicelli pot. Although they are delicious, I don't like these dishes at all."