The Price of His Affair: Groveling For My Forgiveness

Summary

The moment the mine collapsed around me, my boyfriend was busy having an artsy photoshoot with his old flame, Stella.

I dialed his number over and over, desperate, until he finally picked up, annoyed.

“What is it? If it’s nothing important, get lost!”

I struggled to explain everything, but he just brushed it off with a casual, “Yeah, got it, gotta go,” and hung up.

Fighting for my life, I had to call him back, begging him.

But the next thing I heard him say was:

“Seriously? I’m just doing a photoshoot with Stella. It’s not even real. Did you have to pull this crap?