How could I foolishly hope he'd kept his old promises close to his heart? Just as the scar remained etched on my skin.
How many times had Jolene called, saying she was "in a bad mood" or "couldn't sleep," and Willard would drop everything to be with her?
Meanwhile, when my wound became infected and I had a high fever, Willard was busy accompanying Jolene to a midnight movie and he only replied, "Drink more hot water. I'll be there after I finish." However, he never showed up that entire night.
Whenever I complained, Willard would frown and say, "Why are you so unreasonable? Jolene is all alone. She needs me!"
On our third anniversary, Willard promised to take me back to the small town where we first met.
I joyfully planned the trip, but he completely forgot about it. He even said lightly, "It's just an anniversary. We can celebrate next time, right?"
Yet for Jolene's birthdays, Willard started planning half a month in advance. Started with booking the most expensive restaurants, giving limited-edition gifts and even flaunting it on social media with a caption, [Happy birthday to the most important little princess in my life.]