Vanessa turned and left without another word. Before she was out of earshot, I heard Mason's voice. "Vanessa, are we really just leaving? What about Beckett?"Vanessa's reply was ice-cold. "Forget him. He's just putting on a show for sympathy. Besides, I've spoiled him for too long. It's time he learned his lesson."With that, Vanessa drove off, ignoring my cries for help. I was desperate and broken, screaming for someone, anyone, at the bottom of the cliff. Tears streamed down my face. I had always been the one who gave more in this relationship.Back when she dreamed of becoming a star, I used every connection and ounce of energy I had. I swallowed my pride and begged people on my hands and knees.Later, to land her the scripts and endorsements she wanted, I went three days and nights without sleep. I drank until I had a bleeding ulcer.At home, I took care of everything. I refused to let her lift a finger. Vanessa used to tell me I was the perfect man. She said she wanted to sp
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