Finding the Immortal’s Lover

I am currently at the bar and have been talking a lot. How is it possible that I caught my boyfriend, Owen, having an affair?

At the age of 323, I'm still beautiful and sexy. Since I was cursed, my appearance has been frozen at 18 years old. So, despite being older than your grandparents, I am still beautiful.

"Oh, Ma'am Jm, it seems like I saw you just the other day. You're here again?! Is it Daddy Owen again?" Kenley asked. Always very gossipy.

I always laugh at him when I drink at The East Bar. He's a bartender. He's good at mixing, that's why I always come here.

"Yes, and here it is again, broken as always. Another one, fill me with your strong drink here." I ordered from Kenley, who is gay.

This is where Owen, my ex-boyfriend, and I met at The East, so Kenley knows our history. He also knows ho5w I dated Owen.

For your information, Owen answered me. He's just foolish, and he even cheated on me.

"Oh, ma'am, you're drunk again. I can't take you outside anymore because I will work overtime here. We don't have my mind." Kenley said, and he rolled his eyes at me.

It's good that he has a boyfriend. I'm having a hard time; I always feel left behind. When I'm not tricked, they get bored with me. It could be more pleasant. Let them come together.

"Yes, this is my payment. You can keep the change. He will leave you too, damn you!" I shouted at Kenley and placed the payment on the table.

For him, nothing lasts forever! Just because I'm immortal doesn't mean I'm destined to be alone forever.

I left the bar. I can feel that my walk is awkward now. But even though I try to forget everything, alcohol still doesn't provide me with any relief.

"Here I am again, with no plans. I guess I haven't done anything meaningful in life." I complain to myself.

I was awkwardly walking to my vintage Jaguar car. It's just a wild name, just like the owner.

Just so you know, losers, I'm rich. As I have lived for a long time, have I been unable to establish anything? I admit that I'm a bit stupid, but I'm smart. What? I'm really drunk.

"Why am I even talking to myself? Damn, what a crazy immortal I am." I talked to myself and laughed.

No matter how hard I tried to make myself happy, nothing worked. As long as I've been alive, I haven't been married even once. Everyone leaves me. They are all flirtatious, dick-

"Oh, dick!"

I was surprised when a girl suddenly approached me, begging. Poor her. She's still cute, even though he's messy.

"Sister, Can I have a coin?" She said it with a snort as she hugged me.

Wow, what a cute kid. I took out my wallet to give him money when he suddenly grabbed it.

"Hey, give it back! I have something cute. You're cute!"

That's good luck if you're fortunate!

I left my wallet with the boy. Can I have the money? I already have everything I want to buy.

I own a car, a house, and a company, and I have plenty of food stocks, but I have no boyfriend.

I got into my Jaguar and reflected. What if I try to kill myself again? I haven't tried it in years. Maybe this time it will work. Being immortal up to this point, I desperately want peace. I mean to rest in peace.

I drove straight without stopping. I am still determining where I'm going.

I remember that my favorite place to hang out was on the bridge. It may be good to die memorably.

Even if I'm not dying, I still want to try. Most of the time, I experience body pain. It's frustrating being immortal.

In movies, villains often seek immortality. Don't they know it's boring? You may feel like returning, but there's nothing you can do.

My loved ones have left me all alone. I have no one but myself. I hope to succeed in my plan now. I hope so.

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I am currently at the bridge. For the nth time, I will attempt to kill myself again.

Here I am again. I'm not in the right mind. I guess I'm really stupid. I just want to rest. But no matter what I do, I will not die. It's a gift, but at the same time, it's also a curse.

If I'm not injured, I'm crippled. Why? Because I am a freaking cursed, beautiful immortal.

I finished the last bottle of this red wine that I stole from the supermarket. Well, of course, before I die, I want to try to steal first so my life can thrill.

"Damn, let's do this yourself," I said before standing up and taking a position on the edge of the bridge.

Even though I've killed myself several times, I'm still nervous.

In 2003, I tried to jump off the ship I was on. Instead of falling into the sea, I fell into an alley, so in the end, I'm still alive, just bald.

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