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Ruining A Relationship
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2025-02-01 19:39:07Susan
I didn’t go home. I couldn’t. Instead, I found myself in a familiar spot...Meera’s apartment. The moment she opened the door, her sharp eyes scanned my face, instantly sensing something was wrong. Without a word, she stepped aside, letting me in. “Okay, something's definitely wrong.” she said, crossing her arms as I collapsed onto her couch, exhaling heavily. I reached into my purse and pulled out the check, placing it on the coffee table between us. Meera’s eyes widened as she picked it up, her mouth parting in shock. “Is this…?” I nodded. “Mrs. Prescott’s way of getting rid of me.” Meera’s brows furrowed. “You took it?” “Yes.” I let out a humorless laugh, leaning back. “I took it.” She sank onto the couch beside me, staring at me like I had lost my mind. “Susan… what the hell? Tell me you’re not seriously considering leaving Elliot over this.” I chewed on my lip, my stomach twisting. “I have to, Meera. You don’t understand. His mother...she’s relentless. I can’t fight her. I’m not one of them.” My voice wavered, my grip tightening around my own fingers. “I knew this would happen eventually. I knew the moment I said yes to Elliot that his family would come for me.” Meera shook her head, anger flashing in her eyes. “That doesn’t mean you should let them win! You love him, don’t you?” I swallowed hard. “That’s exactly why I took the money.” She blinked. “What?” “I took it because I need to feel guilty,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. “If I don’t, I won’t be able to leave him. And I have to leave him, Meera. Before his mother completely destroys me.” Meera let out a sharp breath, staring at me like she was trying to process my words. “So… what’s your plan? Just fake it until you break his heart?” Tears stung my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. “I’ll do it slowly. If I suddenly walk away, he’ll know something is wrong. But if I start pulling back, if I let the distance grow, he’ll come to his own conclusion.” Meera cursed under her breath, rubbing her temples. “This is insane, Susan. He’s not just your boss. He’s the man you’ve always loved.” I forced a bitter smile. “And that’s why it has to be me who lets him go.” By the time I got home, exhaustion clung to me like a second skin. I dropped my purse onto the couch and kicked off my heels, my mind running in circles. I had made my decision. I had to leave Elliot. But how? Dragging myself to my bed, I grabbed my laptop, flipping it open as I settled against the pillows. My fingers hesitated over the keyboard before I finally typed: "How to make your fiancé hate you and break up with you on his own." The search results loaded instantly. 10 Foolproof Ways to Get Your Partner to Dump You How to Ruin a Relationship, Without Looking Like the Bad Guy! Make Him Leave You: Reverse Psychology in Breakups I clicked on the first link, my pulse pounding in my ears. Step 1: Become emotionally unavailable. Step 2: Pick unnecessary fights. Step 3: Ignore his needs and desires. Step 4: Flirt with other men. Step 5: Make him jealous. Step 6: Complain about everything. Step 7: Pretend you’re too busy for him. I exhaled sharply, rubbing my forehead. This felt wrong. Every single thing on this list contradicted everything I felt for Elliot. But I had to do it. I needed him to walk away on his own—to hate me enough that he wouldn’t come looking for the truth. I shut my laptop and buried my face in my hands. This was going to hurt.Related chapters
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