I'm Terminal, Yet He's Unavailable
I had cancer. And Carl—my boyfriend of seven years—ditched me at the hospital to play fake boyfriend for his so-called best friend, just so she could dodge her parents' marriage pressure.
When the results came in, I broke down. Clutching the report, I sobbed as I called him.
"Carl, I... I..." My voice cracked.
I didn't even know how to say it.
I thought he'd comfort me. Instead, his voice came sharp through the phone.
"Can you not? Mia's just a friend. What's so wrong about me helping her?—do you have to be so dramatic? I already promised to marry you this month. What more do you want?"