Left My Love Among the Stars
Language: en
After my ninety-ninth fight with Peyton, I changed. I got rid of all the bad habits Peyton didn't like. I stopped checking his phone constantly, stopped asking about his whereabouts, And when I saw the lipstick marks on his shirt, I just calmly put it in the washing machine. But he wasn't satisfied anymore. He held me with grievance in his eyes: "Why aren't you keeping tabs on me anymore? You're still the one I love most." Love me most? His so-called love meant constantly sleeping with his mistress, letting her bully me until I lost the baby. My five-month pregnancy. Gone. Just…