You stare at the necklace in your palm in silence. Uncertainty, whether this is a breakup signal or a request to stay. Your boss, Simon, is going to marry the conglomerate heiress next month. Three days ago, when he told you about it, you felt the destruction. You always assumed that he would eventually marry you.

You hide the necklace in a drawer among the gifts that Simon has given you for five years. Pretending that nothing happened, you go to hand over the documents to Simon. He notices that you don't have a necklace. "Don't like the necklace?" He asks, approaching to kiss you, but interrupted by the ringing of his phone.