The Real Face Of A Lovestruck Fool
Language: en
During the most vibrant years of my youth, I spent three years wrapping Beckett around my finger, or rather, letting him wrap me around his. Honestly, he was gorgeous, incredible in bed, and built like a god. So when he finally called it quits, I cried like my world was ending. "Babe, can we still kiss after we break up? If I call you over to hook up, will you still come?" Beckett sneered. "Is it really just me you can't live without?" My eyes pooled with tears. "Babe, I love you!" But after getting dumped that day, I walked away crying, clutching a five-million-dollar parting gift. That…