Chapter 1

My boyfriend Ethan always thought he was funny, constantly humiliating me under the guise of jokes.

On my birthday, he invited his friends over to celebrate.

After a few rounds of drinks, he projected photos of me in my pajamas on the private room's big screen, commenting on my physical flaws one by one.

"Megan, I'm not saying this to be mean, but only someone as tolerant as me could be with you. Look at yourself—what guy would actually like you?"

The whole room fell silent, everyone staring at me with strange looks.

One of his friends, Liam, couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up for me.

"Ethan, that's too far. How could you share her private photos!"

Ethan sneered.

"What? You like her? Don't you know about that incident? Didn't realize you were into damaged goods, bro."

His friends burst into laughter.

Intense shame and anger drained all the color from my face.

Ethan seemed to notice and turned to pat my head with a smile.

"Aw, babe, don't be mad. I'm just livening up the atmosphere. You'll always be my favorite girl."

"Didn't you write in your diary that you'd depend on me forever?"

I swallowed the metallic taste in my throat and looked at Ethan again.

Keep running that mouth. I'm done with you.