Iced Americano
I did not really go crazy when I found out my fiance was cheating on me. There was one simple reason. Solomon Zimmer had a strange condition—every time he lied, his body would break out in a rash.
He had never been able to lie to me.
So, when I confronted him, Solomon remained perfectly calm. "You're the one I love the most, Yvonne. I'd never cheat on you."
There was no breakout. Unfortunately, I did not buy his story at all. Whenever he said he was doing overtime, I would wait outside his office. Whenever he went on a business trip, I would book a flight and follow him wherever he went.
In the end, I installed surveillance cams in his car and GPS on his phone. When he found out what I had done, disappointment filled his eyes.
"It's been six months. You went from unhinged to crazy. So, tell me, did you find out who the woman was?"
He pulled my fingers away and tore his ring off. "If you have so little trust in me, perhaps we should delay the wedding indefinitely."
That shattered me into a million pieces, and my depression attacked me at the same time. I was going to slit myself, but then a screen of comments popped up before my eyes.
"Finally, the side character's getting the boot! MMC forced himself to take allergy meds for six months so he wouldn't have a breakout when this girl demanded answers from him."
"Well, this character is the FMC's best friend. The FMC's been staying overseas all these years so she wouldn't break this side character's heart. Poor MMC. He had to travel back and forth for seven years."
My hand froze in midair, and along it was the blade that would cut through my flesh.
Then, my best friend, Louise Stone, messaged me. "I'm coming home, Yvonne."