The Day I Stopped Sending Him Sunsets Chapter 01
By the time I got back from the hospital, it was already past eight at night.
I stood at the door, not even having time to change my shoes, when I heard Aaron laughing.
He was talking happily with Hannah on the phone.
“I thought that movie was interesting too. We should watch it again in theaters sometime. The plot was really something, especially the ending…”
Aaron looked up and saw me standing by the door, pale-faced.
His expression barely changed.
He only covered the receiver with one hand and said casually, “I’m talking to Hannah about something. I’ll go to the study first.”
“I was tired today, so I didn’t cook. Order takeout yourself.”
“You’re pregnant, so remember to order from a chain place. Something clean.”
After that, he didn’t wait for me to answer.
He put the phone back to his ear.
“Right, Hannah. There’s another documentary that’s pretty interesting. Have you seen it? It’s called…”
He turned and walked straight into the study, closing the door behind him.
I looked at the direction where Aaron had disappeared.
Then I lowered my head and looked at the pregnancy termination paperwork crumpled in my hand.
I gave a bitter little laugh and shook my head.
Originally, I had wanted to talk things through with Aaron.
I wanted to explain the breakup clearly.
That way, at least I would have done right by the seven years we had shared.
I hadn’t expected him to be unwilling to give me even that much time.
I had just had the procedure.
My body was weak and exhausted, and I had no appetite.
So I didn’t order takeout.
I showered and thought I would wait until Aaron finished talking, then tell him about us.
But I waited for a long time.
Even after I had almost finished buying the ticket to leave, Aaron was still tirelessly chatting with Hannah in the study.
It reminded me of when he and I first started dating.
Back then, even one commercial line on TV could keep us talking for half a day.
Now, I could barely remember the last time Aaron and I had exchanged more than five sentences.
It was probably last week, when we were deciding the engagement dinner menu.
We had finally had a proper conversation.
But in the end, we argued endlessly over a dish of steamed sea bass.
I insisted on canceling it.
“Aaron, I’m allergic to seafood. I can’t eat sea bass at all!”
Aaron had tried to persuade me impatiently.
“Then just don’t eat it. Hannah loves fish.”
“Can you stop being so selfish?”
I froze when he said it.
I couldn’t understand how canceling a dish I couldn’t eat at my own engagement dinner made me selfish.
Of course, the conversation ended badly.
The banquet menu hadn’t been finalized either.
Thinking back now, I should have broken up with him that day.
I was just too reluctant.
I had to wait until today, until I held the procedure form in my hand, before I was finally willing to give up.
At one-thirty in the morning, Aaron finally came back to the bedroom.
I had been leaning against the headboard, half asleep.
The moment he walked in, I grew a little more awake.
I sat up straight and looked at him seriously.
“Aaron, there’s something I need to tell you.”