At this point, Preston and I ended things a long time ago. I'd told him that we were done so many times, but he was still stuck in his own little world.He was still convinced I was just throwing a tantrum and that, as long as he played the nice guy and apologized, I'd come running back to him.No matter how many times I repeated myself or how firm I was, he still saw me as nothing more than a child throwing a fit because she didn't get her way.He really thought that all he had to do was show up with flowers and a cake, say a few sweet words, and I'd smile and throw myself into his arms, going right back to being that naive, submissive girlfriend.Honestly, I was exhausted.Preston continued to make promises with an earnest look on his face, as if he actually believed every word he said."Danielle, I'm serious this time. I'll change and be a—"He was interrupted by the sound of his phone ringing. He pulled it out, clearly annoyed, and was about to reject the call when he saw th
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