“The last time, everything fitted in three duffles, not going to work this time as he tried to push his personal belongings into the third bag.
It was never meant to end this way, she had been having an affair, leading to the final breakup of a shaky three-year relationship with what he thought was the love of his life.
He had been trying not to let his mind think about the feelings he had building up in him daily about his partner unfaithfulness.
But he had returned home a little earlier than he had intended too, there they were both in each others arms.
No hiding from anything now it was all out in the open, that dreaded feeling was back in the pit of his stomach that he had been fighting for some days now.
It wasn’t going to work, no way was he ever going to get all his gear in those duffle bags, what about his share of their relationship, he might as well just walk away and forget about everything, after all, he wouldn’t need anything where he was going.