After being reborn, I decisively deleted all of Anthony Reed's contact information.
He chose to attend the University of Washington in Washington, while I chose Cornell University in New York.
My goal was to separate myself from him, to be far away where I would never encounter him again.
When Anthony came back during the holidays and asked me out for spaghetti, I flew abroad for vacation instead.
I blocked his WhatsApp account and ignored his emails without replying.
When he started working at my company, I immediately submitted my resignation letter.
I didn't even want to see his back.
In my previous life, I was obsessed with Anthony for twenty years, and was let down by him for twenty years.
In my thirties, I developed a terminal illness.
As I was dying, Anthony was busy preparing for his wedding to marry Anna Allen.
And Grace Reed, the adopted daughter we had raised together, was sweetly helping him arrange his suit.
I died alone in that hospital room, drawing my last breath.
I would never walk down such a ridiculous path again.
