He had come to find her, wanting to have a proper talk, but he never expected to find her so drunk. Looking at the face in his arms, the one he had longed for for so many years, he couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her. And once he started, he couldn't stop.
The moment she cried out his name, his heart pounded with ecstasy. He thought she must still love him. Otherwise, why wouldn't she have rejected his advances? Why would she have kept calling his name?
He thought they would have a future together, so he held her and fell asleep, feeling at ease. In three years, he had never slept so soundly or so blissfully.
But he never imagined that when he woke up the next day, she would be gone. He frantically got up, searching for any trace of her, only to find that her luggage, along with her person, had vanished. The only thing left behind was a pair of diamond earrings on the nightstand.
