At the class reunion, my ex-boyfriend held his fiancée close as he announced their wedding date.
I snapped a photo and prepared to send it to his mother with the caption: “They look like a perfect match. Congratulations on finally getting what you wanted.”
Just as I was about to hit send, someone grabbed my wrist in a crushing grip.
“Oh? Still in touch with my mother?” He stared down at me, his expression dark and predatory. “What’s the matter? Didn’t you squeeze enough money out of her the first time?”
The surrounding room fell deathly silent. My face turned pale as I looked up.
I hadn’t even noticed when the music had stopped.
I had become the center of attention.
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Completed
