The End of the Seven-Year Love
I looked at the man that I had been in a relationship with for seven years and silently disapproved of his friends’ conversation.
Jeremy seemed to read my thoughts. He pinched my cheek and said lovingly, “Let’s get married after I win this bet.”
Right outside the door, something dropped and hit the ground with a thud. It was Bailey Scott.
Her face was pale as she turned around and ran away.
Jeremy, who had been so gentle to me just a moment ago, chased after Bailey.
His fingernail brushed my cheek and left a small cut.
Everyone looked at me, Jeremy’s official girlfriend, with mockery.