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In eight years together, my boyfriend—Shayne Raffield—blocked me eighty-eight times. This time? Because I missed his call. At my best friend's birthday party. Usually, I'd panic-order a gift, then stand outside his office, head down, ready to beg. But today? I blocked him first. The Chat Feed popped up, loud as ever: [Nooo, Ley-Bae, don't block Shay-Shay! He's just got abandonment issues. Comfort him!] [Shay's heart = shattered; Eyes = red. Ley, go! One pout and he's yours again!] Then Shayne called. Didn't say a word. Just breathed for ten seconds and hung up. The Chat Feed freaked out. [AHHHH SHAY LOVES LEY SO MUCH HE JUST SUCKS AT SAYING IT. THIS COWARD'S GONNA LOSE HIS GIRL.]
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Simp No More, Thanks Chapter 11
When Shayne finally came to in the hospital, the first thing out of his mouth was, "Can we not break up?"His voice was weak, but his eyes locked on me like he was trying to burn my face into memory. All that confidence he used to flex? Gone. Just desperation left."Eight years, Leyla." He struggled to lift a hand. "All this time, I really did love you. No one else will ever love you more than me."I shook my head. "No, Shayne. I don't need anyone else to love me. I can love myself."The Chat Feed blew up:[Crying... Ley-Bae just bodied him with that line!][Congrats on your breakup, I guess?]He froze, lips moving with nothing coming out.I smiled, calm now, untouchable. "Your love meant me simping while you gave nothing back. That's not love—it's cheap. I appreciate you stepping in earlier, but it's too late. You pushed me away way too many times."His hand trembled on the sheets, eyes wet. "I'm sorry."I shook my head. "Sorry doesn't fix it."No apology could erase eight
Simp No More, Thanks Chapter 10
Then she just snapped, shrieking, "Why don't you just die?!"The air went ice cold.Shayne's face shifted in an instant. He grabbed her wrist. "Do you even hear yourself?!"But she looked possessed, eyes wild as they clung to him. "Don't you love me? Were all those moments between us fake? And the amusement park—why won't you admit what's really in your heart?!"That was it—Shayne finally lost it. His hand flew before he could stop himself.Smack!The crack of it echoed down the hallway.Vanessa staggered, clutching her cheek, eyes wide in shock."Wake up!" Shayne's voice cut like ice. "That was you begging me to play boyfriend for your parents. I never loved you. From start to finish, Leyla's the only one."Tears streamed down Vanessa's face. She shook her head, wild and broken. "No! That's a lie! You cared about me—you promised marriage!"Her voice shot higher, sharp enough to pierce glass. "That day at the amusement park, when you knelt down, you said you'd love me forever
Simp No More, Thanks Chapter 9
The Chat Feed blew up:[Holy crap, V-bitch's gaslighting is Olympic level!][Shay, HELLO?? Didn't you swear you had nothing with her?!][Explain that proposal to V-bitch right now! Ley's been misunderstanding you this whole time!]Shayne just kept staring, unblinking.I met his eyes and smiled. "Shayne." I lifted my phone, waving it slow. "Does it matter if I was there or not? Or is it that even when you're proposing to someone else, you still want me in the audience?"I tilted my head. "Oh, right—you said I was the only one you ever loved. What happened, change your mind already?"His face drained to chalk.Vanessa shrieked, "What nonsense! Shayne's so over you!"I didn't spare her a glance. My eyes stayed locked on him. "You know, for a second I actually felt sad for us. But now? You just make me sick."I turned and walked.Behind me—glass shattered, sharp as lightning, followed by Shayne's guttural roar: "Get out! Vanessa, get the hell out!"The Chat Feed wailed:[It's
Simp No More, Thanks Chapter 8
"Shayne." I finally turned, locking on his bloodshot eyes. "Does explaining now even matter?"You had eight years—plenty of chances to love me right. Instead, you treated me like a dog you could whistle for or kick away."And now that I'm done simping, suddenly you're the one freaking out?"He stumbled like the words knocked the air out of him.The Chat Feed exploded:[Holy crap! Ley just murdered him with that line!][She's not wrong though. Where was Shay before all this?][Still... he's clearly wrecked now. Couldn't she give him one more shot?]I didn't even glance his way. Just raised a hand and grabbed a cab.As the door shut, I caught one last glimpse through the window—the same guy who once strutted around like he owned the world, now crouched on the sidewalk, face buried in his hands, sobbing.***Back home, I watched the Chat Feed spiral and let out a sharp laugh.[Ley-Bae, pls, reformed bad boys are literally endgame. Just give Shay-Shay another shot. You two ar
Simp No More, Thanks Chapter 7
The whole studio cracked up.The Chat Feed blew up:[Queen Ley's slay!][Shay, you watching this? She's galaxies out of your league now!]Right as the interview wrapped, the host dropped, "One last thing—are you happy with your love life right now?"I froze for half a beat, then laughed. "I'm single. If I had a relationship, I wouldn't have the energy to keep this company flying."***Leyla's smile lit up the studio, beaming across the country.Even to Shayne, slumped at a bar, eyes locked on the TV.His glass shattered in his hand, whiskey and blood pooling together.He didn't flinch. That smile had already carved right through the hollow in his chest.***By the time I clocked out, it was stupid late.I stretched my stiff neck and stepped into the night air. Selvora's neon signs buzzed overhead, throwing color across the street. I was about to wave down a cab when I froze.There he was.Shayne.Lurking under a streetlight like some tragic ghost. His shadow dragged acr
Simp No More, Thanks Chapter 6
The Chat Feed was straight-up chaos:[He's running to the airport!][Bro lost a shoe!][Serves him right—should've made a move years ago!]At the gate, I turned for one last look at the city.Eight years of my life. Eight years of loving him.And in the end? I was just the punchline."Miss, your boarding pass," the flight attendant said softly.I took it and walked toward the jet bridge, Pudding right beside me.Sunlight poured through the glass, stretching our shadows out ahead of us.This time, I was actually walking into my next chapter.No looking back.***By the time Shayne hit the airport, Leyla's flight was already gone.He stared at the giant board flashing "Departed," hands clenched so tight his knuckles looked like chalk."Sir, are you okay?" some staffer asked.He didn't even blink. Just spun around and bolted to the ticket desk. "Next flight to Selvora. Fastest one. Book it."The agent clicked around. "Sorry, last one's full. You could try tomorrow morni—"
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