A Promise He Never Kept
I cried and tried to shoulder some of the blame, but Oliver had just lifted his chin and insisted it had been his fault.
As we grew older, I became prettier, and he became more handsome. We were the "golden pair" everyone talked about.
I used to think my life had been written with the perfect script.
At that moment, a message from Oliver popped up on my screen. "When are you free?"
I wiped my tears, but before I could even type a reply, another message came. "Pack up your stuff from my place. I'm inviting Abigail over in a few days."
I took a deep breath, forcing myself to calm down.