She Only Drank Coffee with Another ManChapter 1
When I nearly got shredded by a freaking stray dog, where's my girlfriend? Right there at some fancy boutique with her guy from work!
She saw me, the blood, and everything, but the worst part? She lifted no damn finger to help. My own girlfriend just leaned in close to that guy and whispered something while shooting me this look—like I disgusted her.
"Nah, no way a cute dog like that would bite him. Bet he's just pulling that stunt to get my attention. Come on, don't bother with him."
Later that night, I found a half-used box of condoms by our own bed. Freakin' cheese-flavored—the one scent I can't stand.
Right then, something inside me just snapped. Calm as I could be, I just picked up my phone and shot a text to an old friend.
[Hey, I'm interested in that project. Let's discuss it when you're free."]
——
The second I hit send, my phone started ringing.
"Dude, that's awesome! I swear, with you on board, our company will definitely go public in no time! Believe me, it's been so tough without you these past years!"
We exchanged a few words for a moment, and I hung up just as Meredith staggered through the door.