Ex's Wedding

The moment I received the invitation to my ex's wedding, I thought I was relieved. But when the memories came flooding back, I realized that some people and some things never really let go. The first meeting at the university welcome party, the chance encounter in the library, the hands clasped in the rainstorm, the silent farewell during the graduation season... In ten years, we have gone from youth to maturity, from staying together to separation, from regret to relief. This is a story about love, growth and farewell. Dedicated to all of you who have thought of someone late at night.