The Breakup Strategy: Upgrading from a Player to the CEO
Language: en
At twenty-seven, my family started pressuring me to get married. I initiated a clean, cliff-drop breakup with the boyfriend I had been chasing and coddling for three years, and headed back to my hometown for blind dates. My friend asked me, "Are you really over Liam? You liked him so much." I let out a scoff. "I'm not stupid. A guy like him is fine for a casual fling, but if I actually married him, wouldn't I be miserable for the rest of my life?" Suddenly, a dark, familiar voice came from right behind me. "Oh, so is that your excuse for dumping me?"