"It's my fault, Jane. I ruined it. It's all my fault."
"If I ever see the little bitch I'll shatter him."
"Please don't hurt his handsome face."
"Oh, Myraa."
And I hung up. Then I called Esther.
She wasn't like Jane. She didn't try to make me feel better about myself. She didn't tell me to let go. She didn't tell me he didn't deserve me.
She listened to me rant and didn't say anything.
Since the beginning, I'd made her sound like the bad guy, the person trying to get between me and Matthew.
But in the end, it was me who ended it.
And she'd been right all along.
She knew it, and I knew it too.
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April Heartbreak
Romance"I love you, Matthew." I remembered the night I'd told him that. Hell, did I even know what that was? Probably not. Had I meant it? Sure.
