Too Late Now, Ex Lover

“Are you sure you want to erase your ID?” my lawyer friend asked, her brows furrowed with concern.

“Yes,” I replied without hesitation.

“But once you do that, everything you've achieved will vanish like dust. It’ll be as if you never existed,” she warned in low voice.

“That’s the point,” I said calmly.

Nothing mattered anymore.

Because for me, there would be no one-year anniversary for me and Jordan. Just a forgotten name in a paper trail.

“If you want Adeline, take her. But let’s see, who will beg in the end.”