They Canceled My Ticket I Canceled Them Chapter 38
But she walked away anyway.
I slipped the old postcard back into my wallet and wrote the address on the new one.
This time, I wrote more.
*Elena:*
*You do not have to pass a test to deserve love.*
*If you want to go somewhere, say it. If you want to stay, stay. If you don’t want something, you can say no.*
*No one else gets to write the questions for your life.*
I signed my full name and dropped the postcard into the mailbox.
Back at the pier, Julien pointed to two restaurants.
“What are you thinking for dinner?”
I glanced at the menus posted outside.
“The one on the left. And let’s tell the server I’m allergic to shellfish right away.”
“Got it.”
He didn’t seem annoyed. He didn’t try to persuade me to go somewhere else.
At that moment, my phone lit up.
My lawyer had sent the final liquidation notice for Winslow Design. All proceedings were concluded, and all matters related to the apartment were officially closed.
At the bottom of the document were the signatures of Marcus, Madison, Daniel, and Tyler.
At last, they had answered for their own choices.
I archived the notice without replying.
The ferry horn sounded in the distance.
From the restaurant entrance, Julien turned back.
“Elena, is a table by the window okay?”
“Yes.”
I walked toward him.
Behind me, in my wallet, was the old postcard. Ahead of me was the dinner I had chosen with my own voice.
This time, there were no hints, no tests, and no one waiting for me to guess wrong.
My life was my own.
The End