I laughed. A real laugh, not the polite one I used at work.
No checking if he’s seen my story. Rule 2: No imagining future wedding scenes with strangers. Rule 3: No romanticizing loneliness as tragedy. soredemo ashita kareshi
I decided, right there on my stained futon, that I would become a person who didn’t need a boyfriend. The next morning, I announced my decision to my best friend, Risa, over iced coffee. I laughed