He Rolled a Die to Choose Between Us
After Lucas's first love Mara returned from abroad, he became obsessed with rolling a die and set a rule: odd numbers meant he'd stay with me, even numbers meant he'd go to her.
But over three long years, every single roll came up the same: a glaring six.
The day I had a miscarriage and nearly bled to death, he tossed out the words "Six is even, I should go be with Mara" and left without looking back.
Eventually he moved out altogether and stopped caring whether I lived or died.
It wasn't until Mara latched onto a billionaire and publicly cut ties with him that Lucas came crawling home, broken and lost.
He burned everything that belonged to Mara, tried every trick in the book to win me over,