“I used to think I loved Eleanor and that I had feelings for her. But now I know I don’t! Now that you’re leaving, I finally understand that you’re the one I love. The thought of losing you makes me so sad! It hurts me more than when I found out Eleanor had a boyfriend. When you got into another man’s car, I was so jealous. I didn’t know I loved you until now because I’m so dumb. I should have known how I felt about you sooner. I have to say that it’s not because I love Eleanor; it’s because of my pride. I just couldn’t believe that she didn’t pick me.
“But I don’t love you anymore,” I said in a weak voice. “I don’t want to be in a relationship where I have to give up everything for you.” I am a great woman, and I deserve a great relationship with a man who really loves and respects me.
Sam is so desperate that he puts his hands on his head and squats.
When the doorbell rings, I’m going to pack my bags.
Eleanor rushes in with a bag and a worried look on her face when the door opens.
“Sam, you block me? I tried to call you, but it didn’t go through. Why would you do this to me?Eleanor says, “The water pipe breaks in my house, so I have to stay with you,” while crying and squatting in front of Sam.
Eleanor jerks her head up and says proudly, “This is Sam’s house and you can’t say no!” before I even open my mouth.”
“I’m going to say anything, this woman. I tell Eleanor, “You can do whatever you want in this house,” and then I go back to my room to pack.
“Leave me alone!”The living room is where Sam’s roar comes from.
“Sam, you never did this to me before!”Eleanor says in disbelief, “You never yelled at me before!””
“I don’t want to say the same thing again. You are not welcome in my house! Get out of here now!”
I heard the door slam after a few minutes of silence.
I only bring my favourite dresses with me. I pack everything I need into two suitcases. When I drag the suitcases out of the room, I see Sam sitting alone in the living room.
He runs over quickly and pulls my bags back, saying, “Don’t go.” Please, Lillian.
“I don’t care what you’re doing here, it’s useless,” I say as I pull my bags back.
As I step out of the flat, I hear his voice behind me say, “You will never forgive me, will you?””
I say, “Goodbye, Sam,” and then I leave.
Goodbye, the man I loved so much.
It is time to say goodbye and go our separate ways. I hope we never see each other again.
