"I didn't know the decor hadn't changed!"
Sophia exclaimed, covering her mouth, her eyes filled with nostalgia.
"Sophia, have you been here before?" her assistant asked.
"Every time we had a family gathering, Ethan's grandfather and my grandfather brought us here to eat. Before I went abroad, Ethan would take me here for my birthday every year."
This was the restaurant where Ethan first took me on a date, revealing his sentimental side.
During the meal, when the server brought out a plate, Ethan was focused on his phone, smiling slightly.
He sat at the head of the table, while Sophia and I sat opposite him.
My phone quickly buzzed with a message, [How's the taste? It's your favorite Lobster Roll. I ordered it just for you.]
I was momentarily taken aback as Ethan waved his phone at me.
But the next second, Sophia exclaimed joyfully, " Lobster Roll! I missed this flavor! Ethan, you really know my taste!"
I looked at the plate in front of me, feeling it was tasteless, much like my feelings for him.
His greedy demeanor made me feel disgusted.
I simply passed my portion to Sophia's assistant.
Ethan's gaze darkened, filled with coldness as he stared at me.
"Ethan, would you accompany me to the kitchen? I want to see Jim and find out if he still remembers me," Sophia said, wrapping her arm around Ethan's.
Ethan brushed a grain of rice from Sophia's lips, a faint smile on his face. "You always get food on your lips."
The employees exchanged glances, unsure of what to say.
After the team-building event, Ethan didn't return that night or the next day.
In the past, I would have searched everywhere for him.
But now, I didn't care; he could go wherever he wanted.
A week later, he announced his marriage to Sophia, sharing their wedding photos on social media with the caption, [Holding hands with you, growing old together.]