No Place for You
The day before our engagement, Stellan Graves came shopping with me, but his mind was clearly elsewhere.
I bought a chili dog from a street stall and held it up to his mouth only for him to swat it out of my hand, sending it flying to the ground. Fury flashed across his face as he snapped, "Ivy Stein, the Graves family needs a woman who can actually show her face in public. Stop buying cheap trash like this. You're embarrassing me. How do you expect my parents to accept you like this?"
I picked up the food in humiliation, threw it into the trash, and nodded meekly for the sake of our four years together in college. "As you wish."
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However, the very next day, he switched his fiancee to Amelia Lane.
"Ivy, Amelia tried to kill herself just to marry me. She's in the hospital now. Once she's stable again, I'll come back and marry you."
Four years later, he showed up at my tiny apartment with a diamond ring in hand. "Ivy, Amelia has already agreed to divorce me. We can finally be together. I told you before—once Amelia lets go of her obsession with me and stops hurting herself, I'll come and marry you."
I frowned at Stellan's so-called heartfelt expression. I must have had terrible luck that day. Who'd have thought I'd run into this wacko when I'd come back to my place on a whim?!
"Move," I demanded, shoving him out the door. "You're blocking the way. I need to pick up my kid from school."