Chapter 6
After I arranged everything. I pulled my luggage and arrived at the prairie that I had been dying to visit.
I booked a tour group online in advance and started my journey with a group of young people.
Before, on each of our anniversaries, I wanted to travel with Antonio. somewhere, but he always stalled me off with the excuse of work.
However, I saw on his separate Twitter account that for each of their anniversary, he would prepare gifts for her carefully, and no matter where she was, he would fly to her regardless of the distance.
He would also take a week off to travel around the world with her, enjoying different views from various places.
Now, being alone on the prairie wasn’t so bad, and I felt freer this way.
The tour guide made our schedule so full that I was excited during the entire trip.
It wasn’t until we arrived at our accommodation at night and my stomach began growling that I realized that I hadn’t eaten anything the whole day.
After dinner, I walked around the area. This place wasn’t so different from how I remembered it from a few years ago.
When we first came here, Antonio and I just got married.
At the time, I still lived in his lies, believing that he was the man who loved me the most in the world.
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Therefore, all my memories here were happy and sweet, so much so that every year after, I longed to come back here.
However, to this day, we never made it back.
After I left the prairie, I traveled to the other side of the planet.
The temperature here was much lower, so I put on a thick coat as soon as I got off the plane.
This was the place I saw on TV during the first year of my marriage. I remembered that it was considered the best place for healing
Now, in my current state, it seemed that the advertisement for it was put to good use.
After I arrived at the hotel I booked in advance, I picked a nice little shop to grab a bite.
People here were mostly in small groups. I was almost the only one traveling alone.
At this time, someone pulled the lower hem of my coat.
I looked down and saw a chubby kid pulling it.
With big round eyes, he pointed at the cookies on my table. I smiled at him and broke a cookie into small pieces and put them on his palm.
He seemed happy and chewed on them with his cheeks puffed out.
He reminded me of my own little boy. He was only one year old and didn’t get a chance to see much of the world. Thinking about the time I spent with him, my eyes turned red.
At this time, a couple ran over. They picked up the boy and apologized to
- me.
I said that it was nothing. Then I paused for a moment when I saw the couple holding hands together.
Once upon a time, I also longed to have a happy family.
They noticed the gloom in my eyes and even the little kid felt something was off with me and reached out his hand to me.
I hesitated and glanced at the couple beside me. They laughed and passed the boy to my hands.
I held him and he felt so soft. Tears suddenly streamed down my cheeks.
My little boy felt the same. He was so lovely, lying in my arms like this.
But his dad took his life. When I thought about his little body lying in the morgue. I couldn’t no longer fight back my tears.
I cried for a long time. When I came back to my senses, I saw the couple staring at me in concern. The little boy reached out to wipe my tears.
I shook my head telling them that I was fine. Apparently, it wasn’t convincing at all.
After they found out where I stayed, we became travel companions for the next few days.
As I spent time with them, I noticed that something heavy in my heart disappeared quietly.
