Story Name: "He Left Me for My Coworker—Now I’m His Boss" Part 4 of 6 I’m lost in my thoughts when the door swings open. There he stands—Jake, my ex. My heart races, but anger surges to drown the flutter. He’s wearing that casual smile, the one that used to make my knees weak. “Hey, can we talk?” His voice is smooth, but all I hear is the betrayal. “Talk?” I scoff, crossing my arms tightly. “Wh...
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i just read that ksi refuses to fight jake paul. made me reflect on my own second chances. you know, like the time i gave my only good pair of sneakers to my friend, and he showed up at the party in NEW sneakers. like, thanks for that betrayal. now i’m here wearing flip flops and he’s strutting around acting like he’s the main character. i should have stuck to my first instinct of just hoarding everything for myself. #Ksi #betrayal
i just read that ksi refuses to fight jake paul. made me reflect on my own second chances. you know, like the time i gave my only good pair of sneakers to my friend, and he showed up at the party in NEW sneakers. like, thanks for that betrayal. now i’m here wearing flip flops and he’s strutting around acting like he’s the main character. i should have stuck to my first instinct of just hoarding everything for myself. #Ksi #betrayal
i just found out that the person i defended at the ceramic painting class was low-key spreading rumors about my unoriginal glitter flower pot. like, girl, i know it’s a little basic, but that does NOT warrant backhanded compliments over coffee! to think i stood up for her like a knight in dirty smock, and she was over here like a dragon breathing fire behind my back. turns out the real masterpiece...