The End of Us
Looking at the man I had once loved so deeply, I whispered, "Be happy, William. I hope you and the one you love will be happy forever."
For the next few days, William spent his time between nightclubs and Jennifer’s place. He never once returned to our house.
It was another wild night.
A group of people lay sprawled across the club’s lounge, drunk and laughing.
Someone said, "The way William ditched Whitney at the wedding was epic! She’s probably hiding somewhere and bawling her eyes out."
William swirled the liquor in his glass, smirking in agreement, but his face was obscured in the dim lighting, making his expression unreadable.
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