Loving the Wrong Lover
Language: en
Three years. That’s how long we’d been together, living in pixels and text. Axel said I was too clingy. So he tossed me to his roommate. And just like that, the messages I received were from his roommate. The birthday gifts I cherished were picked out by his roommate. I was completely in the dark, my heart fluttering with anticipation for our three-year anniversary, the day we would finally meet. When that day came, my boyfriend was tall and gorgeous. He loved holding my hand and would blush shyly. I looked him over again and again, absolutely smitten. The only thing was, he was a man…