His face turned pale and he shot an angry glance at Elena.
Elena smiled charmingly and casually blew him a kiss.
Just thinking about how, over the past year, they had been flirting right under my nose like this made me feel like I was being thrown into a fire, the pain so intense that I could hardly breathe.
Endless rage consumed my rationality and I was on the verge of breaking down.
Willy spoke gently, "I'll clean up here. You go to bed first."
I stared at the broken pieces on the floor, swallowing the tears that were about to spill from my eyes.
A deep bitterness ran down my throat, filling my entire being.
When Willy and I first got together, he had confessed about Elena's existence.
He even said that first love was something to be cherished, but he would never rekindle it with Elena, or else he'd be struck by thunder and die a miserable death.
His vows were so heavy and I was deeply moved by his unwavering determination.
Now, looking back, our five-year relationship was nothing but a joke, an absurd farce.
"The condom is used up, go buy some!" Elena's soft voice came through the door.
She did it on purpose.