Ex Cut His Finger to Beg Me Back

I had grown up with Aldric Rutherford, my childhood friend. But we were never meant to be. I had fasted for three days for him, and he had his leg broken by his own mother for me. That night, it snowed heavily. He got drunk and lay in the snow pretending to be dead, hoping I'd say I loved him. When I finally cried, he held me and swore, "Honey, I'll love you forever." But today... The same heavy snow, the same drunken stupor, he stood before me, helpless, his eyes filled with uncertainty. "Honey, what should I do? I think I've fallen for someone else." "She's just like the 18-year-old you. I can't help but feel sorry for her." Later, drunk in the middle of the night, he knocked on my door, holding up the finger he broke fighting for me, groaning in pain. I handed him a knife and said, "If it's broken, it won't hurt."