Regretful After Losing Me

I was an orphan, and my grandma, Susan Shelton, raised me since I was a child.

Before she died, my grandma's biggest wish was to see me marry Yazmin Charles.

For this, I knelt to Yazmin, and she finally agreed to marry me.

But she suddenly disappeared on the day we were supposed to get our marriage license. That night, my grandma was gone with regret.

The next day, Yazmin's ex-boyfriend posted a photo of them on Instagram: [You are just her temporary choice; I am the only one in her heart.]

Everyone was comforting me.

I replied expressionlessly: [Congratulations! A perfect match of an angelic bitch and a bastard, may it last forever!]

***

I was not sad or angry, calmly handling my grandma's affairs after her death.

I was not surprised that Yazmin left me for Zaid Evans.

In the three years we were together, a phone call from Zaid could make her leave me without hesitation.

After three years of being together, Yazmin could walk away from me at any moment with just a single phone call from Zaid.

"What's the excuse this time?" I didn't want to know anymore.

After dealing with my grandma's affairs, I went back to the small home we lived together for three years.

Yazmin was not there, which conveniently allowed me to leave quietly.

Little did I expect that when I finished packing and was about to leave, I saw Zaid and Yazmin walking in, hand in hand.

The two talked and laughed, looking like a couple deeply in love.

Yazmin visibly stiffened when she saw me, then quickly released the hand she was holding. Seeing the luggage in my hand, her delicate brows furrowed slightly. "Finn, is this really what you're going for? As a grown man, couldn't you aim for a little more class and sophistication?"

Her tone made it seem like I was being petty.

Zaid smiled innocently at me, but his whole demeanor was provocative as he leaned against Yazmin, "Finn, I'm really sorry. I didn't know that day was the day you two would get your marriage license. Otherwise, even if I had to call 911, I wouldn't have bothered Yazmin."

I glanced at him and noticed a band-aid on his forehead!

"So, this is why Yazmin stood me up and left me waiting alone at the courthouse all day?" I suddenly feel ridiculous.

In Yazmin's heart, my grandma was not as important as a strand of hair on Zaid's forehead.

"Yazmin, let's break up!" I spoke.