“What?” the shock rang clear in my voice. He must have been joking. And it was clearly his most pathetic joke until now.
A sigh left his lips and his eyebrows drew close. “I said I think that it’s the time we finally go our separate ways.”
The emotions I was feeling now was alien to me. I had never been the one they left behind. I had always been the one who left them behind. I didn’t know what it felt like to be dumped.
“I understood you the first time. But, why?” I snapped.
A smile took up his face. “I have found the one for me, Ivy. And she is perfect. I am sorry.”
My mouth gaped open in surprise. Did he just tell me that the girl he was leaving me for, is ‘perfect’?
“Oh,” my voice was as cold as I was feeling, “so you are leaving me for a girl who is more perfect than me?”
His eyes widened and he started fidgeting in discomfort. “I didn’t mean it like that, Ivy. I just meant that she is perfect for me.”
“And who is this perfect angel?” I sneered.
His face scrunched up in regret. “Kiara.”
My eyebrows rose in disbelief. I didn’t expect that. “You are leaving me for that bitch?”
All signs of regret vanished from his face and anger took its place. “Don’t ever call her that.”
A smirk took upon my face. “What? Bitch? She is one.”
He scoffed. “And, you wonder why I am leaving you? Because you are an awful human being. And, unless you change, every guy you meet, is going to leave you, like me.”
That was the last straw. First, he was leaving me for a girl like Kiara. And now he was insulting me?
“And you think you are so precious, huh? I would have dumped your sorry ass if you didn’t make the first move. And honestly, you both do fit together. After all, both of you are losers. And believe me when I say this, I won’t be the one to miss you. But, you surely will miss me.”
I stood up abruptly, knocking off the chair. I straightened my back and tilted my chin up. I walk away with pride and confidence even though I was seething with anger.
I drove back to my apartment and got inside. Locking up the door, I walked to my bathroom and got refreshed.
Then, I gathered up all his clothes, photos and any remainder of him. Putting it all in a trash bag, I dragged it out and threw it away.
I knew he would come looking for his things tomorrow.
Sighing, I got into my bed.
It still felt surreal.
I, Ivy Genna Vione, just got dumped.
I never get dumped. After all, I was Ivy. The woman who had everything. The woman who’s the queen.
A frustrated sigh left my lips.
I knew I didn’t love Dane. I had never loved anyone. But, Dane was the closest I got. He was the first man I started caring about. And that was the best I could do.
As the anger faded away, the feeling of loss took over me.
I gritted my teeth, trying to suppress that unwanted feeling. I haven’t felt like that for a long time.
And I hated that Dane brought those feelings back. He didn’t deserve to do that.
I felt something wet on my cheek. Lifting up my fingers, I brushed them on my cheek and brought them closer to my eyes for closer inspection.
I don’t cry.
Why was I crying?
I wasn’t supposed to be the one crying.
Another broken sigh escaped my lips.
Fuck you, Dane. You are going to regret it one day.
You are going to regret losing me.