Melomiri

The Price of My Pride

Language: en

When Liam accompanied me to set off fireworks at sea to celebrate my birthday, a phone call lured him away. He never returned that night. In the quiet, empty expanse of the night, my loneliness didn't last long. Mia, a female artist under his agency, posted an explosive social media update. It was a photo of a man and a woman's hands intertwined on a bed. The caption read: "Saw the most beautiful white fireworks tonight. Thank you to my boss." I knew then that I never wanted to see fireworks again. The love story between Liam and me was finally reaching its end.

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