I Flew Miles Away to Forget Him

When the 4.2-magnitude earthquake struck, chaos erupted. The panicked crowd surged, and I was pushed to the ground. In that moment of terror, I lost the child I was carrying.

Maxwell didn’t even glance my way. Instead, he took the hand of his boss’ sister and left without a word.

That evening, I returned home, numb and empty. Waiting for me was a box of unused small umbrellas—a mocking reminder of something once shared. I tossed the box into the trash without hesitation and turned to make a long-distance call.