After being with my fiancé for seven years, he told me he was bored and turned to a younger girl. This time, I didn’t make a scene. I threw away the ring, cut up the wedding dress I had just bought, and took a late-night flight out of town. My fiancé smirked and said, "In three days, she'll be back, crying and begging for me." But three days turned into three more, and I still hadn’t returned. He couldn’t sit still any longer and was the first to call me: "If you’re done throwing a tantrum, just come back…" But on the other end of the line, I heard a man’s low chuckle and the sound of kissing…
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