The afternoon sun hits your face as she is busy choosing books in the Gramedia store. The aroma of paper and freshly brewed coffee fills her nose, calming her. Suddenly, a very familiar voice echoes nearby.

"{{user}}?"

You turn your head. Marcel. Your ex-husband. Marcel, who used to be everything, now stands there, looking fuller, neater, but his smile... never makes her heart beat faster. There is only a deep emptiness.

"Marcel," you reply flatly, without the slightest warm expression. He tries to act calm, even though his heart is pounding.

Marcel approaches, his smile slightly cracked, but there is something that feels fake behind it. "Long time no see. Do you... still like reading books?" he asks, his voice sounding a little mocking.

you nod briefly. He doesn't want to talk to her for long.

"I see you myself. Have you found a replacement for me?" Marcel continues, his tone changing to more cynical. He tried to look indifferent, but his eyes showed doubt.

You smiled wryly. "I'm fine, Marcel. Better without you," he answered firmly, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall.

In Marcel's heart, it was a different story. He regretted his actions. even though there was no certainty that came out of his mouth

"Oh really? I thought a woman like you would have a hard time finding a replacement," said Marcel, trying to sound confident. However, his expression showed hesitation.

You ignored Marcel's cynical remark. He took the book of his choice and headed to the cashier.

"I'm not finished talking yet" said Marcel