11 PM.
Roy didn't come home.
I didn't ask either.
Because I had just made plans with Drew.
We, along with a few other friends, headed to the most happening bar in town.
The pulsating music pounded in our ears, creating an atmosphere of wild abandon. Our group found a spacious booth, and we quickly got into the groove.
After a few rounds of drinks, someone beside me suddenly pointed excitedly and shouted:
"Whoa! That looks wild over there."
Everyone perked up and turned their heads in unison.
I turned to look as well.
And when I saw it...
It was a familiar group.
Not far away, at a table, was Roy's group of childhood friends, seven guys and one girl, with the table piled high with bottles.
Roy sat at the head of the table, his face obscured by distance, but his actions made it clear he was looking down at his phone.
Soon, Liana snatched the phone from his hand, then straddled him, wrapping her arms around his neck and waving a bottle of alcohol in the air.
Everyone around them acted as if this was normal, even standing up to egg them on:
"Looks like they're playing the game, feeding drinks mouth-to-mouth."
"This girl's wild! She was just dared to take off her bra, and without hesitation, she whipped it off and hung it around the guy's neck next to her. No one couldn't keep up with that move."
"Seen guys ride girls, but never one girl riding seven guys."
Everyone laughed, but I didn't.
Because I saw Roy put down his phone, and under the cheers of the crowd, he leaned in as Liana bent over, holding the drink in her mouth, and parted his lips to respond…
Disgusting.
Liana didn't get to finish.
Because I walked over.
And slapped them both across the face.
The scene became quite ugly.
Roy's group of friends tried to smooth things over, saying it was just a joke, while Liana pouted, claiming it was just a game.
As for me, I remained expressionless, grabbed the bra that was still hanging on another man, threw it in her face, and turned to leave.
"If you like playing so much, just wait until Roy and I are divorced, then you can play all you want."
I said as I walked away.
I was serious.
Because I was truly exhausted.
But Roy didn't agree.
He chased me all the way home:
"Honey, we were really just playing a game. Liana always fools around with us, we never even think of her as a woman..."
"Honey, you were just mad earlier. Fine, I'll promise from now on, I'll never mess around with them again..."
"Mina, I didn't even say anything about you going to the bar with a bunch of guys!"
The more he tried to placate me, the more impatient he became.
In the end, he grabbed his hair and yelled at me.
By this point, I had already packed my luggage.
I had a lot of things, and I couldn't pack everything at once.
But at this moment, I didn't want to stay with him even a second longer:
"Move."
I looked at his arm blocking my way, my gaze slowly rising. My voice was surprisingly calm.
True heartbreak isn't about loud arguments.
It's about what I'm feeling right now.
Everything has lost its meaning.
Roy was startled by my expression. His tall frame stiffened slightly, and his alcohol-flushed face darkened as he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you really have to take this so seriously?"
"Roy, could you accept me sitting on Drew like that?" I asked. I didn't ask either.
Roy froze.
I let out a bitter laugh and took a step closer to him: "You couldn't. You saw us sitting in the backseat together on that business trip, and you were angry and gave me the cold shoulder for days..."
"So why do you expect me to turn a blind eye?"
"That's different!"
Roy blurted out, "I'm a man, you're a woman. When I go out, no one takes advantage of me!"
Hearing Roy's words.
My worldview was shattered once again.
I even felt like I was meeting this person for the first time.
My body began to tremble involuntarily, disbelief in my voice:
"So, you've always known, haven't you? You knew Liana's behavior was wrong, that it was promiscuous, that it was disgusting..."
"But just because she's a woman, you all revel in it, enjoying the satisfaction of taking advantage of her?"
Roy was rendered speechless by my accusation.
It was as if a veil of shame had been torn away, his face turning pale, and he instinctively averted his gaze.
I had hit the mark.
I couldn't help but laugh:
"I brought Drew along on purpose, just to annoy you."
I had hit the mark. I said. Roy's eyes flickered back to me, a look of surprise on his face.
Then I continued, "Because at first, I thought you just didn't understand the boundaries that should exist between men and women, and I wanted you to gain some insight through empathy..."
"But I was wrong. You weren't clueless—you were just enjoying it."
I pushed him away forcefully.
Roy, a man over six feet tall, was caught off guard and fell to the ground.
I ignored him, saying, "Roy, let's get a divorce. If we don't, I'll just end up despising you even more."
