Fleeting Blossoms, Bittersweet Endings
Language: en
Waiting at the bus stop, I scrolled through a trending local post. “What’s the cruelest thing you did at seventeen?” I was about to swipe past, but then a highly-rated reply caught my eye. “To get my crush, I photoshopped nudes of his girlfriend, spread awful rumors about her, and even hired thugs to harass her. Ended up driving her into severe depression.” Her answer exploded with tens of thousands of comments almost instantly. The replies were a torrent of abuse. But the poster didn't care. “A bunch of jealous losers.” “If you knew I’m now the wife of a CEO worth billions, with a lovely…