I am outside my boyfriend’s apartment.

 

I just took a 10-hour flight from East Coat to the West, transferred twice, switched subway, and then bus, just to get here in time to surprise him on his birthday.

 

And here I am.

 

Listening to him fucking another woman inside that door.

 

“Oh yes…oh Zack babe…fuck me! Fuck!”

 

I can clearly hear the bed rattling, sweaty flesh smashing against each other, husky morns of pleasure.

 

I clamp my hand over my mouth to stop myself from screaming.

 

All these times he’s been begging me to come and visit, and this is his welcome gift? Cheating on me with another woman?

 

I feel betrayed, furious, and disgusted. Before I know it, I’m banging on his apartment door.

 

“Zack! Open the fucking door! Zack!”

 

The sound suddenly stops. A moment later, the door flies open as Zack appears behind it. His chest is naked, hair all raffled, I can still see all the hickey on his neck.

 

“Nat!” His eyes widen in panic, “What are you doing here?”

 

I can’t stop my voice from trembling. “What the hell are you doing? Have you been cheating on me? Who is in there!”

 

I shove him aside and try to push myself into the door. But Zack grabs my arm and stops me, as he growls, “Calm down! Will you?”

 

He runs his fingers through his hair, obviously frustrated. “Look…Nat, I never meant for you to find out about this. But think about it, for the past one year we are almost never together. You never visit. What do you expect me to do?”

 

I can’t believe my ear.

 

cheater. And

 

your thing inside

 

forehead twists into

 

Finally he

 

chest. I glare at him and boom through my

 

so hard across the face that his head almost knocks on the doorframe.

 

of the building and suddenly realize it’s pouring outside. I want to head back,

 

just locked yourself

 

I wipe the rain off my face and

 

two person on my contact list are Jenna and my dad, none of whom supported

 

now is another

 

while my body shivers in the rain. Suddenly

 

thought about contacting this person…but I am exhausted and soaking wet and have no place to go to. What better idea do I

 

***

 

the city. You gotta have both the money and the power to be part of this community. Now as I open the passenger door, someone rushes over

 

what happened! You are drenched! Why can’t you give me a call and let me pick

 

into the house. “Mom I’m fine…I’m probably just

 

about?” her tone rises, “Aren’t you

 

not here to visit you, mom.” I tell

 

The smile on her face faints, as she tucks a lock of hair to

 

stunning, with her oval blue eyes and thick brown hair cascades down past her shoulder. She is well aware

 

he compliments me all the time about how good I look. But I don’t care much about my appearance.

 

Eason home?

 

quickly, “Shawn is away for business trip and Eason is staying at his penthouse. You can stay in his old room tonight. Come, I’ll show

 

penthouse. Why am I

 

door to the left. When mom opens his bedroom door for me, suddenly it’s like clock has been turned back. Everything is the same as I remembered

 

I wanted to use a teacup in his collection to drink water, and he told me this seemingly normal teacup is actually passed down from Victoria Era and worth thousands of dollars. It shocked the crap out of me. But he just laughed and tossed me the teacup like it’s no big deal, saying I can have anything that I

 

it is between me and my mom, I

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