Even after I left Paris, we kept in contact through video calls while I was in London. I couldn't shake her from my mind, and on my last night before flying back to Singapore, I finally asked her the question that had been weighing on me. "Do you want to be my girlfriend?"
She said no.
I felt a wave of hurt and frustration. When I asked why, her answer was the same: she didn't see a future with me. That stung more than I expected. In my frustration, I blocked her.
The next day, I boarded my flight back to Singapore, my mind consumed with thoughts of her. I couldn't stop thinking about her, replaying our moments together, wondering where it had all gone wrong.
I had once read that if you cried in Singapore Airlines' first class, they would give you a teddy bear. Sitting silently in my seat, tears rolled down my face as I sobbed quietly, the pain of rejection still fresh. A stewardess saw me crying but didn't bring me a teddy bear. Not that it mattered—their service was still impeccable, as always, even if it didn't come with a soft toy to comfort me.
I landed back in Singapore, but Nadine stayed on my mind, haunting my thoughts for months. It wasn't until eight months later, when I traveled to the USA, that I finally managed to shake her off. She had become a distant memory, a chapter in my life that I had finally closed.
Oddly enough, about 3 months after I left USA, after both of our emotions had settled, we reconnected. Now, we're friends, and to this day, she still wears the ring.
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From Singapore to the World: A Journey of Lesbian Love Across The Globe
RomanceThis is my personal story-an unfiltered and raw memoir that takes you along on my journey through love, lust, heartbreak, and self-discovery. It's about navigating relationships as a Singaporean woman exploring her identity in a world where every ci...
