The Cost of Deep Regret
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Summary
The famous movie star posted a tribute to her deceased lover, and my five-year-old son called the police on her.
"If you're building a persona of a heartbroken lover, why are you posting my Daddy's picture?"
Chloe Wood's eyes were red as she explained, "It's not marketing. That's a picture of my deceased fiancé."
The photo showed me at eighteen.
She didn't love me then. She said I was the person she hated most.
Now, she used a sentimental soundtrack with my picture, captioning it:
[Six years gone since I lost my fiancé. I'll never see your face again.]





