I Turned and Left, She Regretted It1

I was deeply in love with Olivia Wallace. I spent my very first paycheck on a gift for her.

As I stood on the path she’d take, holding a new phone I’d bought her, my heart pounded with anticipation.

But then, she appeared – walking out of a hotel with a man, a step ahead of him.

I told myself it was just a coincidence, but then he reached over and gave her a hard smack on her backside.

She didn’t protest; instead, she let out a playful, almost giggly squeal, “Oh, easy! You’re hurting me…”

“Oh, really? Then why didn’t you say anything earlier when I was squeezing even harder?” he laughed, his face lit with a sleazy grin under the dim streetlamp.

“Stop it,” Olivia replied with a flirtatious tone as she nestled into his arms.

Watching them, I felt like my heart was being ripped apart, the pain tearing right through me.

I’d tried telling myself it was just my imagination, but there was no escaping the truth now.

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They were about to leave my line of sight, and I couldn’t help myself; I called out, “Stop right there!”

Olivia froze, surprised to see me, but her expression quickly turned composed. “What are you doing here?” she asked, frowning.