I'm Sorry, Darling
Miranda said, "Don't glamorize me! Carefree? Confident? No, I'm just a player—a match made in heaven for other players. I drift through the crowd, leaving no trace behind. Everyone's happy."
I couldn't help but laugh. "One day, you're going to mess with a fool who falls head over heels for you and refuses to let you go. What will you do, then?"
Miranda pouted. "I'll deal with it when it happens. We live in a time where everyone's smart enough to play the game. It's all just fun and games."
I didn't continue the topic. After saying goodbye to Miranda, I went abroad alone.
I deleted all of Gordon's contact information. I had no idea what his current situation was, nor did I care.