“Alright… Grandma will take care of it. Even though I am Zion’s grandmother, in my heart, you are also my granddaughter.”
My nose prickled as I wrapped my arms around grandma, hearing her quiet mumble. “You two were so sweet back then… how did things end up like this?”
I dropped my gaze.
Zion had truly cared for me once.
The proud golden boy of Greenville’s elite circle had softened every hard habit for my sake, sitting through classes with me, building small game projects with me, cutting off all those messy friend groups.
On the day we had our wedding, the game we created together, “Knowing Me,” went live in a big way.
He said he wanted our love to stay forever, just like the game staying online.
On the day I became pregnant, he had reddened eyes as he moved all his property into my name, announced it publicly on every platform, and even placed the notice inside our game.
To countless people, we were seen as the perfect pair.
But when the moment came where our love shifted, the first person who chose to walk away was me.
Returning to my room late at night, I saw my phone suddenly light up.
Zion had sent over two photos of lingerie.