People change, I realized.
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Aidan soared in business, a billionaire with no shortage of beautiful companions.
They called me his dream girl, his one and only.
Even though he played around, I was his only official girlfriend.
In our fifth year together, Aidan started seeing a young, beautiful college girl.
His cutie birdie was innocent-looking, with clear eyes like she'd never seen the world.
Her name was Aubree Brooks, from a poor family, her education funded by Aidan.
Aidan bought an apartment near her school and moved Aubree in.
Friends warned me to keep a closer eye on him, fearing Birdie might steal him away.
I smiled, saying nothing.
Aidan seemed genuinely into Aubree, not showing signs of getting bored even after half a year.
On my birthday, Aidan invited his friends to help celebrate with me.
His Birdie, Aubree, was among them.
It was pouring rain that day, and by the time I got to the hotel, my clothes were already soaked.
The door to the private room was half-open, and Aidan was holding Birdie close, their actions intimate, like a couple deeply in love.
Birdie was sitting on his lap, her fair arms wrapped around his neck.
Aidan was holding her head, their lips locked in a passionate kiss.