Too Late, My Love, You Lost Me

After seven years of dating, Holden said he was bored and found a younger girl.

This time, I didn't cry or throw a fit. I simply threw away the ring, shredded my wedding dress, and bought a one-way ticket to Los Angeles.

He even bet his friends that I would definitely be back within three days, begging him to take me back.

He was wrong.

Three days passed, and then another three. I completely vanished from his world.

Holden finally couldn't take it anymore and called me: "Ella, stop throwing a tantrum. Come back."

But the voice that answered from the other end of the line belonged to a strange man, who let out a low chuckle: "My wife is asleep and can't come to the phone. I need to wake her up with a kiss first."