Goodbye to the Past, Hello to Love
During a game of truth or dare, my boyfriend, Ryan Patel, chose to kiss his childhood friend, Michelle Woods, for three minutes to save her from a penalty.
When I found out, I was furious.
I called him in tears, confronting him about the unbearable intimacy between them.
He remained silent for a long time before speaking coldly, "Are you done crying?"
Then, he drove Michelle home.
I crouched in the rain, watching couples huddle under umbrellas, and from that moment on, I never contacted Ryan again.
Three months later, at an auction, I bought a men's wristwatch.
When Ryan heard about it, he chuckled.
"Forget it. In three days, I'll go and coax her back myself. She just needs a way out."
His friends all sent me messages, congratulating me on how well I had him wrapped around my finger.
I didn’t reply to any of them.
I simply posted a picture in my feed—my newly issued marriage certificate.
6 viewsCompleted