My mom told me: don’t trust men. But did I listen when, in my first and only relationship, words of endless love poured into my ears? Of course not!
So, Mom was right. I met a cruel reality: I was betrayed by the one I trusted—and now all I dream of is revenge on my ex.
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“Between us nothing happened. Nothing, do you hear me?” he shouted in despair when he saw I wasn’t reacting.
“I love you! You, Yul! Please don’t go! Let’s talk?”
“Shut up, Anton! Enough! I already have enough knowing that you stuck your tongue into her mouth in a restaurant,” I said, locking the suitcase.
“I didn’t stick it in.”
“Of course, I’m the one who’s completely blind! Move out of the way.”
“And what if I don’t want you to leave? Yul, everything was fine.”
“It was! And that’s the key word, got it? Wanted variety and something else—there you go! Go to hell in every direction, but not with me!”