Muling said I was a very detached person, that even after he betrayed me, I could remain unmoved.
That wasn't detachment. It was just that my mother once told me, "Those who choose to leave will never walk through life by your side, so why should you care?"
So I don't care. I have so many other people worth caring about: friends who laugh and joke with me, family who look after me, and him, standing beneath the parasol tree as its leaves fluttered down, whispering to me, "If you won't hide behind me, then I'll stand in front of you."