Chapter 2
Chapter 2
No marriage, no sex.
That was the agreement Jorge and I had when we started dating,
Seven years of knowing each other, three years of being in a relationship,
He’d always kept his side of the bargain.
The only thing was, he didn’t want to marry. His parents‘ divorce as a child had deeply
scarred him.
He swore from an early age to be a non–marriage person.
I always tried to pull him out of those childhood shadows. I was like a shadow myself, tolerating all his bad temper.
I often told him:
“Even if everyone you care about stops loving you…”
“I’ll still love you.”
In the end, my love seemed to make a difference.
We were in a relationship, and I thought, if I could just hold on a little longer, if I tried just a bit more, I’d finally see some hope.
But the things on the floor, so glaring, slapped me hard in the face.
The man I had wanted to spend my life with was in bed with another woman,
Jorge’s face flickered, but quickly turned indifferent:
“Men….. who doesn’t want to eat meat? If you don’t give it to me, someone else will.”
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The woman next to him giggled;
“No wonder Jorge’s so wild. He only met her three days ago and he’s this eager. Looks like he’s been starving.”
Jorge coldly looked at me:
“I don’t want to get married. If you really want to, why not find another man?”
ut if you still want to keep dating, I’m not against continuing our Platonic relationship..
Lillian, furious, wanted to step forward and teach them a lesson, but I stopped her.
I shook my head. “No need.”
I took the ring I had prepared for this proposal out of my pocket.
I had planned to do this ninety–nine times, and if it didn’t work, I’d just keep dating him for the rest of my life.
Life’s long after all, and if I couldn’t be with the one I loved, then what was the point?
The wedding rings inside lay peacefully, as if mocking my delusions.
I slammed them down, smashing my love along with them.
“Let’s break up!”
I said, grabbing Lillian’s hand and walking quickly out of the painful place.
Jorge tried to say something, but the woman behind him wrapped her arms around him
again:
“Jorge, you’ve kicked her out so many times, and she always comes back.”
“You’re just having a physical affair, her heart will always be yours. Just spoil her a little and she’ll come around.”
Jorge didn’t chase after us.
Chapter 2
He probably thought I’d come back.
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