What did she do wrong?
In Oscar's eyes, Betty was always right and he cherished her in his heart.
I used to be jealous of her, but Oscar thought I was worrying for no reason. He said we were just friends, and I should stop being suspicious.
But how could a friend be more important than his girlfriend?
I was really tired.
I pulled back my lips in a weak smile.
"Oh, she did nothing wrong. It was all my fault."
My fault lay in not being able to see him clearly.
I didn't want to argue with them anymore. I turned around and left.
Oscar, however, noticed my unusual behavior for once and tightened his grip on my arm.
He showed rare concern for me.
"Lily, are you not feeling well?"
I had no interest in further engaging with him.
I stared at him, with no ripples in my heart.
Maybe I was already numb, or perhaps my love for him had vanished.
The person in front of me seemed like the most familiar stranger, I said in the most plain tone, "Oscar, We should break up."
