My Ex Ruined My Life

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king me believe everything will be okay?" I asked with an unbelievable gaz

will rip your hair off from your skull!" Nathan threatened, with a sudden turn to face me, stari

was futile. My fingers dug into my palms as I felt the

Ferdinand! I hate you!" I yelled to his face, with a slight of my saliva splitting on his face, then turned my back to walk away. His hands suddenly gripped

lot... I wondered if he was the harlot or me. Before I knew it, tears began gushing out from my eyes un

watching me pack up my things. I remained quiet, with

I couldn't go to my mother directly; it would be shameful, and it was all my fault. I should have

ng. I had no choice but to go back to my mother and explain what had happen

went through the front door. "Ooh, my dear! You didn't tell me you were coming," my mum excl

e you crying?" my mum asked curiously

words, even though the purpose of me coming ove

ondering how exactly I could relate the situation to her. My head hurt, and my eyes grew heavier. My fingers kept inter

an dishes, spaghetti Bolognese. "Try to eat something, okay? Luck

so much," I apprec

e what exactly." My mum asked with curiosity, like a puppy wanting to know what its ow

the room. My mum's eyes widened in disbelief. She couldn't grasp what I exactly meant.

ith a smile. "Eleanora, you are a strong lady. Don't

ou angry with me?"

ow is your happiness, nothing else. You are my on

udden relief. If love had turned its back on me,

rk. My leave had expired, so I had to resume back to work. Af

as a cashier. Upon reaching my office, I saw my boss standing r

" he urged

er from his hands, s

," he in

the envelope in my hands. I pulled out the letter, on

pe. "You have an hour to pack your belongings from the building and exit this building,