Cast Away The Slipping Sand
On the night of the SAT exam, my childhood sweetheart, Walter Sterling, eagerly coaxed me into sleeping with him.
At the height of passion, his wild and unrestrained motions hurt me.
Later, thanks to a ten-points difference on the exam score, we ended up in a four-year-long-distance relationship.
Walter spent all his allowance on flight tickets to see me.
Whenever we got together, he would physically live out the words, “absence made the heart grow fonder.”
On his birthday, I bought a flight ticket and carried a cake to surprise him.
But when I entered his rental apartment, I saw him and a strange girl intensely doing the deed.
The cake in my hand fell to the floor with a thud. Then, I ran out crying.
Walter’s expression changed dramatically. He chased after me like a madman.
To keep me, he deleted all her contact information in front of me and even dropped out of school.
My heart softened, and I forgave him.
After we got married, he treated me even better than before. The improvement was so drastic that I was constantly on cloud nine.
But when I became pregnant, I once again saw the girl he had completely cut ties with. She was his new secretary.