In the past, when hearing his indirect apology, I always accepted it immediately. I ignored the problems we had and reconciled with him.
So, his friends didn't think much of me, all thinking I was a simp.
I figured they were right. I was indeed a simp, and that was why I meant nothing to Cedric.
When I heard him invite me to dinner, I suddenly became calm. I said, "Come pick me up at the hospital."
After he heard it, he was silent for a second. Perhaps he thought about how he had scolded me that day. He was surprised that I was really at the hospital.
He spoke gently and insisted on coming to pick me up.
I waited for a long time. It was dark, and I took a taxi home by myself. After eating takeout, Cedric was still nowhere to be seen.
I tidied myself up while limping.
Then I saw Lisa's post on Instagram. It was a photo, and in the photo, someone was having a candlelit dinner with her. She posted, [I knew it. As long as I need you, you will always be there.]
I looked at the photo that was so romantic and suddenly let go.
In Cedric's eyes, I could never compare to Lisa. As long as Lisa existed, I'd always be the one who got abandoned.