Summary
At the age of 27, my family started urging me to get married.
I broke up with my boyfriend of three years in a cliffhanger manner and began going back to my hometown for blind dates.
My friend asked me, “You liked Kaele so much, can you really let go?”
I scoffed, “I’m not stupid. He’s the type that’s fun to date, but marrying him would mean a lifetime of misery.”
Suddenly, a dark and familiar voice came from beside me.
“Oh, is that the reason you dumped me?”