Fifteen Years of Love
Later, when I looked through his chat history, I saw they were sharing what they had for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, what flowers, birds, and fish they had seen, and which songs they liked.
Yet the last message in my pinned chat was from a month ago.
On my birthday, he received a text from Skylar.
Skylar: [Mr. Stark, my manager wants me to entertain Mr. West and drink with him. I'm scared.]
Anton left me alone to face the freshly lit candles and rushed to the hotel.
Until the candles burned out and the wax covered the cake, he still didn't come back.
The next day, when he returned, his collar was smeared with lipstick marks, and there were visible scratches on his neck.