My stomach ached suddenly and I smiled bitterly and shook my head. “Go away.”
She noticed my expression and frowned slightly. “What’s wrong with you? Do you have a stomachache?”
I ignored her and stopped a taxi at random and the car drove away.
Through the rearview mirror, I saw Isabella standing there in a daze.
***
After returning home, I took the medicine and finally felt much better.
There were still her clothes and personal belongings in the house. I didn’t know when she would come to get them, but the memories in the house tortured me every time I saw them.
I found a few boxes, put her things away bit by bit and piled them in the empty corner of the living room.
In the next few days, I lived in a daze. The days when I needed to rely on painkillers to maintain sleep at night passed in a flash.
My physical condition was getting worse and worse, but before I died, I still stubbornly wanted to see her again.
