Myron Gromov has been in my life forever… I thought this audacious handsome guy was mine—until he… truly fell in love. Not with me!
“Sorry, my Mia,” Myr wrote in his final message.
“Not yours anymore,” I replied, crying.
He considered our first love a worthless fake. So I’ll forget too! I’ll rip those trampled feelings out of my heart and give them to someone else. For example, a senior-year major.
But Gromov is absolutely not okay with that… though is it really my problem?! Too late…