#Dreamworks - C

Dreamed of C 

Couldn’t recall what exactly went into the dream. He was happier with another girl, I think. I knew I did the right thing, to let him go and pursue his happiness. A hinge of pity, maybe. That such a good man does not belongs to me, rather, I don’t deserve him. 

I came home to see $20 Singapore Bicentennial Commemorative note on my bed, along with a handwritten note by my mom saying it’s from C. I wanted to transfer him the money but it’ll rock the boat of status quo. Let’s keep peace. I’m sorry.