I Watched My Girlfriend Fall Into His Arms, and That Was the Day I Left Her

Sloane said she couldn’t come to dinner with me.

But an hour later, she walked into the same restaurant, standing right beside him.

She tried to sit next to me like nothing was wrong.

Aiden gave me a quiet, satisfied smile, as if he’d already won.

Sloane kept sending excuses and half-apologies, expecting me to melt the way I always did.

But I didn’t.

That night, I finally stopped being predictable—

and decided to walk away from her for good.

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I sat at the table, watching the food grow cold, much like my heart.