chapter 17 Meeting three years later

I actually didn't sleep much that night. I asked myself, I wanted to go back to the past, to the days when she still loved me, and then we held hands and rejoiced in silence. But after all, I live in the present, in the back of her that has turned away, and then I miss her fiercely, and then laugh at her ruthlessness. The dark night turned into morning, and the sunlight shined into my room through the cracks in the curtains at some point. Finally, it stopped on the glass vase with...