The Award for Best Revenge

Summary

At the awards ceremony, my fiancé, Julian, used the moment he was presenting me with an award to drag his "little flower," his new fling, onto the stage and publicly announce their relationship.

I shrugged. "Just a man. Out with the old, in with the new."

My parents: "Pull the funding. No more cooperation."

My sister: "Revoke the copyrights. I'd rather let them rot than sell to you!"

Julian panicked, coming to me to apologize and bow his head. I waved him off. "What level do you think you are, to be worthy of speaking to me?"