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I once thought that an ordinary person's love was like a slow, steady stream. A couple could stay together peacefully and eventually grow old age together. I had been married to Mandy Warren for five years. We were financially well-off, living a refined and respectable life. We never once had hysterical arguments. But until that day, when I saw an unsent draft on her phone, I finally understood the truth behind this polished life. It wasn't that she didn't know how to express love. She simply never intended to let that love belong to me. I decided to let go. On the marriage agreement we once promised would last a lifetime, I personally drew the final line. We said we would grow old together, but you left halfway through. Then I would grant you freedom, and also grant myself my last dignity.