The Catalyst of the Ploy?

If looks had the capacity to bury people under the ground, then it was certain for Serena to dig my grave at this exact preposterous hour. If after our unforeseen break up she developed a deaf ear against me then after today, she might transform into the most horrible version...but definitely a better one than me. I proclaimed the title of the king of crappy angst and despise towards women who seem more than forthcoming.

Realizing I should continue talking before she call the cops to fetch me out, I continued in a hoarse yet firm voice, "Why are you so shocked sweetheart? Didn't we promised that once you are at the verge of completing your hotel management course, we will marry?"

I did pretended to hide my other side from Serena for the longest but the promise was never a lie. It was the most serene and honest vow I made to her and probably she made to me despite our inability to be completely vulnerable with each other.

I can hear her cursing me under her breath, while her hands tu