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

 

expect you to keep your thing inside of your pants.

 

forehead twists

 

on, Nat.” Finally he said, “Don’t

 

heart is bumping repeatedly against my chest. I glare at him and boom through my clenched teeth, “Never, ever, call

 

the face that his head almost knocks on the doorframe. Before

 

outside. I want to head back, but the entrance

 

Natalia. You just

 

rain off my

 

my contact list are Jenna

 

now is

 

list while my body shivers in the rain. Suddenly my finger stops at someone’s

 

contacting this person…but I am exhausted and soaking wet and have no place

 

***

 

the city. You gotta have both the money and the power to

 

what happened! You are drenched! Why can’t you give me a

 

“Mom I’m fine…I’m probably just here

 

her tone rises,

 

you, mom.” I

 

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 of her physical attractiveness,

 

he fell for me instantly the first time he saw me and he compliments me all the time about how good I look. But I don’t care much about my appearance. And as it turns out, a pretty face is not enough to hold onto a cheating

 

on mom’s face, I already regretted my earlier decision. “Are…Mr. Ramirez and Eason home? If this

 

“Shawn is away for business trip and Eason is staying at his penthouse. You can stay in his old room

 

stepbrother has a penthouse.

 

turned back. Everything is the same as I remembered it. Posters on the wall, his skateboard at the corner, and a glass cabinet

 

travels abroad. All his collections are shockingly expensive. One time 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

 

as it is between me and my mom, I do miss

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