My flight for the assignment was booked for Monday morning.
I spent the weekend at the budget hotel, going through all my social media accounts and clearing them out.
I deleted Jimmy from my messaging contacts and blocked his phone number.
One by one, I left all the group chats we shared with friends.
I didn't leave a single word of goodbye.
On Sunday evening, I went downstairs to buy water at the convenience store.
As soon as I stepped outside the hotel, I saw a familiar black Audi parked at the curb.
Jimmy was leaning against the car door with a cigarette between his fingers. Several cigarette butts were already scattered at his feet.
When he saw me, he dropped his cigarette and ground it out with his dress shoe.
"Are you done?" He approached me, sounding a little tired but most
