“Don't think you can get me to go back by playing hard to get. Anyway, I have to stay at Monica's house and play with them for a few days. If you keep talking nonsense, don't blame me for really breaking up with you!”
He hung up the phone without taking my words to heart.
I clenched my fists into tight fists and scanned the empty rental house.
I found that the room was full of things that Marcell liked and there were also books and flowers that Monica liked.
As for my belongings, there was only a toothbrush and a towel on the sink and a few clothes in the corner of the closet.
Everything that had been shrouded in fog for a long time suddenly became clear.
It suddenly woke me up.
In fact, I did not integrate into Marcell's life at all and he did not regard me as his lifelong girlfriend.
Maybe in his heart, I would always be the second best.
It was indeed me who took the initiative to pursue Marcell at the beginning, but I did not think normal pursuit was shameless.
If he did not want to, he could just refuse directly.
Suddenly a message came to my phone. When I opened it, it turned out to be from Monica.