I came back from military service still looking forward to seeing her again.
When I reached the street corner, we caught each other’s eye from across the road.
She saw me clearly, but when an unfamiliar man opened the door of a Mercedes, she silently got in, and the car drove away.
Soon, gossip about her spread everywhere. People said she had changed, latched onto a rich man, and earned an increasingly bad reputation.
I didn’t want to believe the rumors, but I had nothing to back up my doubts.
Over two years, I wrote thirty-seven letters and called her seven times. Every attempt went unanswered.
The girl who once had eyes only for me now looked at me from afar with nothing but indifference.
I didn’t know whether she had really changed or was hiding some unspeakable hardship.
But I couldn’t just let it go.
