My Ex Became a Billionaire

The day my ex-boyfriend made the billionaire list, I was meeting with my eighth blind date. He seemed quite satisfied with me and said: "I'll cover the bill for this meal, no need for you to pay." "But when we get married, cooking will be your job. We can't always eat out..." The small, noisy restaurant smelled of sweat. Behind me, the TV was broadcasting an interview with my ex-boyfriend. He spoke in that low, familiar voice that always seemed to echo in my bones: "I've always had someone I can't forget." "If I could, I'd ask her why she left back then, and if she regrets it now." "If she does regret it—" He gave a faint smile and said: "I'll let her get lost."