My boyfriend, who has been in love for five years, proposed to me. That night, I came home alone and heard him say I was a substitute.
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My boyfriend of five years finally proposed to me. Filled with joy, I celebrated a bit too much that night. The man I knew to be calm and considerate seemed to have vanished. He accused me of lacking self-control and left me alone and intoxicated by the roadside. Battling a headache, I wandered the chilly streets by myself for what seemed like an eternity. When I got home, I found him in our new house, embracing another woman. "I regret it. If you come back, I'm willing to call off the wedding for you." Watching him shower her with the tenderness I once knew, I suddenly felt regret…