Year Five: The Perfect Goodbye Plan novel Chapter 51

Silvia didn’t wait for Shipley to finish—she hung up on him without a word.

A waiter, noticing her set down her phone, hurried over with an apologetic, gentle look in his eyes.

“Excuse me, ma’am, do you know when your guest will be arriving? We’re at our dinner rush, and there’s quite a line outside. If it’s possible...”

At the entrance, couples had already started taking numbers, waiting for a table.

Silvia had been holding onto hers for almost two hours now. Even she couldn’t justify it anymore.

Worn out, she stood, managed a small apology to the waiter, paid her bill, and left, her steps heavy with fatigue.

Almost without realizing, she found herself walking along the riverfront in Luminova City.

The evening breeze chilled her shoulders. Lowering her gaze, Silvia quietly slipped off her beaded bracelet.

Even in the end, Shipley had chosen Vianne over her.

She’d never been lucky in love—not once.

Lifting her hand, she tossed the bracelet into the water.

The wooden beads sank with barely a ripple, just like her hopes with Shipley—so quiet, they left no trace.

Head bowed, Silvia had wanted closure, a proper ending. But this was all she got.

If the beginning was this rough, what hope did the ending ever have?

She kept walking, her figure swallowed by the night, her shadow stretching long and thin beneath the streetlights.

The night was too cold. She ducked into a small bar.

She was leaving this city—the place she’d called home for three years. Her thoughts churned as she sipped her drink, and before she knew it, she’d had a few too many.

Tomorrow, she told herself, she’d cut her losses, leave Luminova City, and start over somewhere new.

This time, she’d live for herself.

When Silvia finally surfaced from her thoughts, she’d downed three martinis and was well past sober.

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