Love for revenge
“Everyone was in love with him—including me. Every girl fantasized about going on a date with that blond heartthrob. So when he asked me out, and insisted he liked me, I believed him. I fell for his lies.”
“First loves are the hardest to forget,” she murmurs, a single tear trailing down her cheek.
“I get it,” I say gently, because I do. “Even though I don’t love Oliver anymore, he was my first. The first man I gave myself to, the first to shatter my heart with betrayal.”
“No matter how hard I try to forget, we’ll always have a story,” I continue. “One that lingers, because memories… they last. He’s a part of my past—one that now feels distant, but still hurts when I look back.”
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