The subway was packed like sardines, and I lost a shoe in the crowd, having to go to work with one foot bare.
I texted her about it, but it took ages for her to reply.
Finally, I received a message from her, mocking me for being unable to handle a little hardship.
Initially, I thought Eric was just a close classmate of hers, but during a class reunion, someone let it slip that Cynthia had been entangled with Eric for many years.
After that, I made it clear, both directly and indirectly, that I wanted her to keep her distance from Eric.
Yet, she continued as if nothing had changed.
Whenever I expressed even the slightest dissatisfaction, Cynthia would look at me with her enchanting eyes, as if I were a disappointment.
"Eric is a doctor; connections like that are hard to come by. When our family has health issues, who else will we turn to but Eric?"
I told her that we could see a doctor through proper channels and that she didn't need to compromise herself for someone like him.
Cynthia had once confessed to me how deeply hurt she was when she broke up with Eric, losing seven pounds in a week.
I didn't want to see her suffer because of his presence again.