I didn't dare to think about it further. The priority was to leave here, break up with him, and then figure out how to get back at him later.
I quickly hailed a cab and went to a hotel far from here, splurging on the most expensive suite.
Once in the room, I took the winning ticket from my bag, carefully unfolding it and checking it again. I really had won fifty million dollars.
I pulled out my phone and massaged Felipe.
[I knew everything. We're done.]
Without a moment's hesitation, I blocked him.
I found Jewel's number in my phone which had sent me that message earlier, but after thinking it over, I decided to leave her alone.
Finally, I had put an end to that failed relationship I had refused to acknowledge.
I packed everything into the closet in the suite and took a shower.
Standing in front of the sink, I looked at my slightly plump figure. The stress had made my face pale and sallow, with acne scars on my forehead from staying up late. In my early twenties, fine lines were forming under my eyes.
I remembered the vibrant energy I had in college, only to contrast it with the lifelessness that now came from the burdens of life.