Better Without Your Love
Lucas Ashton and I have secretly dated for five years. We're preparing to announce our relationship during a business dinner.
However, he doesn't mention a word of it during the dinner. Instead, he leans close to me and whispers half-jokingly, "I'm sick of sleeping with you and want to call it quits. Shall we not disclose our relationship?"
I smile and nod. Then, I point at Emily Lane, his first love. "This is Lucas' girlfriend."
In my past life, I pleaded with him not to leave me. All that got me was torment and death.