On that fateful day, he came back drunk, smiling as he took a gift box from his inner coat pocket and knelt before me. Even his hands trembled as he opened the box.
"Kiara, you're the great benefactor in my life. Without you, I am nothing. I swear I'll treat you well for the rest of my life." I was moved to tears by his words, though I still scolded him for spending the money.
And he said, "My life is yours—what does money matter?"
Now I realize everything back then was a lie.
Looking at the bracelet, I felt nothing but bitter irony, so I posted it for sale at half price on a resale site.
I picked up my phone, called movers and a cleaning service, and threw out everything in the house connected to him. After cleaning the place thoroughly, even the faint scent of tobacco unique to Nath
