Their Tears, My Sweet Revenge

me out the door, sharp

ys come back! Just remember, don' t

Olivia he was talking to, the girl who would have been crushed by his disapproval, was gon

s, not yet. It was the quiet peace of a decision finally made. Th

the long, winding

and sent a simple text

sition, effect

hours, contributing to major projects. My salary was fair, but I had never been a financial drain. They had provided a h

ar, Mark had always insisted on driving me. I didn't have

, breathing in the cool air, an

gged onto my laptop. I went through my photos, deleting every picture of me with Mark or David

nty-first birthday. It was hanging in the closet back at the mansion. Sarah was probably wearing i

ered to the empty room. Not the mo

ssage from Mark. It wasn' t

in the stargazing dome at t

ave a pain

nights there, just the two of us, looking at the constellations. He taught me the

t in the darkness, "that star will always be there. Just like

in his arms, in our spot. They were kiss

s the st

ver been truly mine. Everything I thought was a promise was just a placeholder. Every speci

anymore. I felt empty. The last flicker of hope, the tiny, stupid part of me tha

life I had dedicated to them meant nothing. It was a

top. The past wa

e to start