She Left Me for the Man Who Destroyed MeChapter 1
After my shift, I scrolled into a post, [Should I chase someone I like even if she already has a boyfriend?]
One comment said, [Of course.]
[Five years back, I moved to a new city. The neighbor was a smart beauty, and she had a boyfriend then.]
[I first made friends with them, then blamed her boyfriend for hurting me and acted weak so she would pity me, and right away they drifted apart.]
[Later, they argued often; the worst was when the girl came to me crying, and I kissed her. She hesitated at once.]
[And that night, her boyfriend was still upset over not getting into the university]
[Now I think I chose right. She is now a partner of a listed firm, and we are close to marriage. If I hadn’t acted early, how would I have this life now?]
Then the man changed his tone. [As for her ex-boyfriend, too sad. Failed to get into the university,probably doomed to a messy life.]
I froze on the spot, because I knew at once I was the ex-boyfriend he meant.
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Reading that bragging comment talking about how he stole another guy’s girlfriend, my first reaction was to close the post.
Because I had lived through the same thing.
However, I froze instead, because the profile picture looked familiar.
It was the first picture of Arden Cohen and Calliope Vaughn together, taken on Calliope’s birthday, and I was the one who snapped it.
I couldn’t stop staring at that reply for a long while.
Many people in the comments cursed him, calling him shameless for being a home-wrecker.
But some supported him, saying he just picked the best choice.
[This is a real man. Locked in a rising stock early and climbed up. What’s wrong with choosing better?]
[Even if that didn’t happen, they might have split. I think he did nothing bad.”
At that time, I stood beside the street.
The wind suddenly blew strongly. I staggered, and the food I held dropped into a dirty puddle.
I bent down and tossed the spoiled sandwich into the bin.
In truth, I was the ex-boyfriend that the comment talked about.
Afterward, Calliope and I went our separate ways. I failed to get into the university, and even the mother who cared for me most met with an accident.
In those days, I tried to end my life more than once.
In the later years, days slowly became calm again.
Only then did I notice that the five full years had gone by.