---- I experienced the adrenaline of a high-altitude bungee jump and meditated in a quiet temple, feeling the weight of time and the universe. I chased the aurora borealis in the Arctic, then narrowly survived an avalanche in the Swiss Alps. For a moment, I truly believed I would die there, buried in the freezing snow. However, when the rescue team pulled us out, strangers and friends alike cheered and embraced, celebrating the fact that we were still alive. "Hey, it can't get any worse than this, right?" That moment was my epiphany. It was as if I had been reborn. Then, as if summoned by fate, my phone rang. It was Randall. "Nara, I'm ready to sign the divorce papers." I booked the earliest flight home. ---- When I finally saw Randall after two years, I almost didn't recognize him. The man had once been meticulous about his appearance. Now, his cheeks were hollow, his suit hung loose on his frame, and a shadow of stubble darkened his jawline. "How have you been?" Randall asked, his voice hoarse. "T've been well." "Can we... really not go back to the way things were?" he asked, his eyes pleading, much like they had years ago when he first asked me to be his girlfriend. "T thought that I'd come back to find divorce papers waiting for me." Randall turned his face away, tears streaking down his cheeks. "you said two years ago that I was always too ---- strong, too cold." Randall's voice cracked as he whispered, "I wondered then where we went wrong. Was it when. we lived in that tiny apartment, dreaming of a better life? Was it when I worked tirelessly, negotiating with those ruthless businessmen to build something out of nothing? "T finally realized it was a mistake for me to love you. "You are not worth it." Randall fell apart, sobbing uncontrollably into his hands.