I Waited Until Thirty but Never Heard a Proposal, This Time, I Let You Go and Also Myself

Two weeks before my thirtieth birthday, it was the seventh anniversary of my relationship with Ethan Grant.
He prepared a romantic candlelight dinner for me, along with exquisite gifts and a small cake.
The atmosphere was very romantic, and I thought he would propose to me at this time.
Ethan Grant's phone rang, and he told me he was sorry, and that I should rest early tonight.
I stood frozen in place, suddenly feeling that all the reluctance in the world was meaningless.
He doesn't love me that much.
Perhaps being together from the start was a mistake.
I should let you go, and also let myself go.