Don't think you can just ditch me and have a smooth ride, Grant. I'm going to make sure you regret this.
I didn't beat around the bush; I went straight to the point. My phone sat on the coffee table, capturing everything.
"I know you're seeing someone else. We don't have to keep pretending anymore. Let's break up."
Grant was clearly caught off guard. He didn't know how I found out, but he immediately shifted the blame to his mother.
"Megan, don't blame me. My mom is making me do this. She says your family isn't good enough for me. Now that I'm having a government job, she wants me to find someone who can help with my career."
Oh, sure, you're just a victim in all this, right? Forced into a blind date, pressured to impress her parents, and soon enough, you'll be pressured to marry her too, won't you? What a grand story you've got.
"None of that matters now. Let's just part ways peacefully. I won't stand in the way of your bright future."
Grant seemed touched by my apparent generosity, his expression shifting to one of guilt.
Hold on there, buddy; I've got something important to say.