"Please, Hendrix, I didn't mean to leave you back then. It was my dad who went abroad. I am so sorry," Whitney explained while still sobbing.
There was a long silence inside. After a minute of waiting, I finally heard Hendrix's voice.
"That same year, if you haven't gone abroad, perhaps you'll be my girlfriend," he said.
Based on what I had heard, I had already made up my mind and pursued the decision I wanted to make.
"Stella has decided and pretended not to care," he added.
My heart felt like being stabbed multiple times by a dagger.
I looked up, blinking twice to halt myself from crying. I then pushed open the restaurant's private room to enter.
Everyone around the table was surprised, moving their gazes towards my direction.
I smiled and clapped my hands. Their relationship was indeed touching.
For a sudden, Hendrix's face turned pale and said, "Stella, please listen to me. I'll explain to you my side."
I shook my head.
"No need, Hendrix," I replied.
I removed my ring from my ring finger. I remembered that he used his first month's internship salary to buy me a pair of less expensive rings the year I graduated.
"Stella, please bear with me. I'll buy you a diamond, right? I promise!" Hendrix promised.
Since then, I have tried to bury the past.
The ring left a light spot on my finger. After wearing it for a long time, it felt like the ring was part of me.
My finger hurt when I took the ring off.
Despite that, I firmly removed it and threw it before Hendrix.
"Congratulations, both of you, for buying nothing!" I sarcastically exclaimed. "This ring is for the two of you."
I continued, "I hope you both can have a happy and long life together!"
