"Thanking her for helping me cut my losses in time."
I said with a smile, slowly standing up. "I suddenly find watching you two quite nauseating. Enjoy your meal, I'm out."
Tracy's smile instantly disappeared, replaced by tears in her eyes, looking pitifully at me.
"Eve, have I offended you? Why are you so mean to me in front of Frank?"
Before I could respond, Frank angrily demanded, "Evelyn Felton, what exactly do you want? She's apologized, yet you're still being aggressive. Is this fun for you?"
I looked up into his angry eyes and calmly said, "Seeing you two cornered like dogs is quite entertaining."
After saying that, I ignored their anger and left the restaurant with my bag.
As I walked out onto the street outside the restaurant, I glanced back unintentionally.
Tracy had thrown herself into his arms.
Frank stood there and didn't push her away. He was saying something, probably comforting her.
I smiled bitterly, my eyes reddening.
In a daze, I remembered our past.
Frank and I met in college. We had known each other for four years and had been in love for five.
After graduation, he joined his professor's research institute while I found a job.