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"I can't help but notice how everyone in the room is looking at him, especially Karen and the makeup artist, practically drooling over my man.They can't even hide it a little, I swear, I'm eager to give him that damn sweater so he can put it on immediately. Why on earth is it taking so long?And just as if he heard me telepathically, at that moment, he looks over at me and slowly finishes putting on the garment.He's doing it on purpose. He did it on purpose! Idiot, I'm going to kill him! I swear.First, for being an idiot, and then for making me feel this horrible sensation and horrible jealousy as payback.My face is far from happy right now, and I bet I don't look pleasant at all when the cheerful makeup artist lowers her eyes in shame as I look at her.The cheeky stylist whose name I don't even know calls her over to apply compact powder to the idiot's face to prevent it from shining too much in the photos.She stands in front of him, and as she grabs the brush to apply it to his

After nearly an hour sitting on the living room couch, I hear the door to my apartment open, and instantly I realize it's Chloe, as within seconds she appears at the end of the hallway walking towards me."Sweetie, I'm sorry I'm so late, the traffic was horrendous," she says, approaching me. "How are you feeling?"She gives me a heartfelt hug that brings tears to my eyes, and I can't reply."Juliette, what happened to you?" she asks, looking at me with concern."Nothing, it's just that... Gerard and I broke up, and I also quit my job, I feel so awful...""Stop," she interrupts, looking puzzled. "I need you to slow down, because I don't understand how you stopped talking to me for almost two days, and now you're telling me you quit, is it... Why? How did he react?""Something horrible happened yesterday," I say, recalling the treatment I endured. "I don't even want to remember it.""If you don't want to talk about it, I won't pressure you.""I want to tell you, I need to express it bec

"As an addition to this, the photo he himself shared on his social media, passionately kissing the lady, and oddly enough, after the revelation, he hasn't taken it down yet. Despite the scandal involving the famous model, reliable sources claim the charges against her were dropped by Gerard himself. In short, no one really understands what's going on between this couple, and we hope to have more detailed information on this later.”"To conclude this note, you can find the beautiful photo the model posted on her social media, tagging Gerard Durand in the ultrasound of their future baby, strongly confirming the information we have provided here. And for now, all that remains is to congratulate the new parents on their impending child."A choked sob escapes my throat as I finish reading the entire article, and without waiting a second longer in this torture, I head towards his Instagram account.As I wait for it to load, I pray with all my might that it's not real, that there's nothing t

"That he would change, that he would realize how much his words and actions hurt me, that every time he did something wrong, I was always the one to blame, and he never took responsibility for his actions, and I had gotten used to that, but a part of me believed he would change.How wrong I was.It's not easy to make these kinds of decisions, even if they are the right ones. It's not easy to walk away from someone you love, and it's not easy at all to face harsh reality; however, this moment must come where you become aware and choose your well-being, your happiness, and above all, you choose yourself.Today is that moment, I have made the decision. Today, I am resigning, not just from my job, today I am leaving everything behind for good.My resignation letter is already drafted, but delivering it involves paying ten thousand dollars for breach of contract by not completing the stipulated year of work. But at this moment, the money I have to pay matters the least.I just want Gerard

"Do you have a pen?" he asks, taking the paper. I nod, retrieving a pencil from my handbag and handing it to him.Gérard places the resignation letter on one of the small tables. As he reads through it and finally puts his signature in the designated spot, I feel like I'm leaving a part of myself behind in this place."There," he says once he's signed."I know I breached the contract, so I'll fully reimburse you...""You don't have to pay me anything," he interrupts."But...""Go, Juliette, just go before I regret this and don't let you leave," he says, cutting off what I was about to say. "Go!"At that moment, I remember the ring I hadn't given him."I forgot. Take the ring," I say, removing it from my finger."It's yours, keep it," he says, his tone now colder."I can't keep it.""It was a gift, it's yours," he takes it back immediately and puts it back on my left ring finger.After putting it on, he continues holding my hand, staring deeply into my eyes, in what I believe to be our