The next afternoon, I was ready to leave and I tried my best to ignore the heavy lingering feeling inside me. Sitting down on Ivan's bed, I left the letter I wrote for him on the bed and placed my wedding rings on it. They were no longer mine. I hoped that when he would read this letter, he would understand my reason for leaving apart from the obvious factor. I didn't sit around there any longer than five minutes because I was afraid my resolve will break. Grabbing my luggage, I walked down and Christina looked away. She looked angry with me, her eyes red and I wrapped my arms around her.
"Is that how you would bid me goodbye?" I asked and she scowled.
"I am not going to say goodbye to you," She retorted and I smiled at her.
"Well, that's fine too," I answered. "Now...you know what t
