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"Sorry sweetheart, we can't go on a dinner date today but I will take you on a long drive tomorrow."

I stared at the message with parted lips and then I turned towards my right direction where on a wall a girl was pinned while the majesty who just messaged me was the one pinning her and kissing her lips or you can say he was eating her lips. Ewwww...it's gross.

The nausea hit me as I made a puking face looking at them and ran in the opposite direction because I know if I will stay there for even a millisecond, I will end up vomiting there.

He is gross, seriously? He messaged me as if I was his girlfriend for god's sake, I might be assuming our dinner as a date but that was because I had a crush on him which was worse than I thought. Sasha was right, he is an asshole and I should have not continued my stupid crush on this low manwhore.

I assumed him as a decent gentleman but he was a whore going behind girls and their arse. My head hurts like shit as I recalled my stupid crush on him.

Ohhhhh godddd! Why even I did have a crush on him. I want to strangle Mira, who has a crush on him which was me a second ago. But after his mother , my crush decreased and now after looking at him kissing someone else and messaging me about a long drive makes me want to vomit here.

I should have realised it the moment his mother insulted me by calling me a gold digger. Hell with these people.

My eyes welled up and I looked up at the dark sky which was empty without stars and the moon. Warm tears came out of my eyes and touched my cheeks as they rolled down falling over my dress.

Why did I become this emotional type of person?

I leaned on the nearby wall and released a tired breath as I thought about my life which has turned into a disaster for the past six months. I sighed as I pulled my hand up and traced my fingers on my pendant.

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