Arthur’s POV
In two years, I am here watching her from a far. I am happy to see her smiling as well as sad that she is with someone else, not with me anymore. How much I stop myself not to near her, to hug her, and kiss her. I miss her so much.
“Here’s your order, sir,” the waiter said. He placed the ramen in front of me. He has his chinky eyes and white skin. He is probably a Korean. I’ve always been here whenever she is here too, I am following her wherever she goes. Meeting people and even dating with that man named Alvin. I thought she loves me, I thought she will just reach her dreams and then go back to me. I let her, but letting meant hurting myself.
I can hear her laughters with his boyfriend. I felt like someone is stabbing my chest. It hurts. My hand hold the spoon tightly.
