Feeling disheartened, I entered the gate and walked to the boarding area. In times like this, I wanted a partner to go home with me, as did my parents.

I tried to console myself that the urgent phone call was why he had to leave. I called Ivanna to let her know where I was. Then I settled into the airport lounge while waiting for boarding.

Matthew had only been to my hometown three times. The first time was the year we graduated. He came to meet my parents after our relationship became official.

The second time, we wanted to start a business but did not have enough capital to get started. We went to them for help.

The third time was when we mortgaged my parents' house to get a loan. After it was approved, he insisted on taking me home to thank my parents.

We did not return home together after that. The reason was always the same—he was busy.

My parents were always understanding, knowing the challenges of starting a company. They said it required dedication and hard work. The fi