Forever barely lasted a year.
Tears stream down my face.A silent scream builds inside me.My ringtone cuts through the quiet residential street.A jarring intrusion.
James’s name on the screen sparks a twisted hope.
Maybe he finally sees the pain he’s causing.
“What the actual fuck, Amy?”His voice explodes, shattering the thought.
My heels pound against the pavement.“That’s what I should ask you!”
“Why the hell did you record us?What’s your endgame here?”
I freeze.“My endgame?James, I’m your fiancée!”
“So you keep reminding me.Fuck, I get it.”His words slur, laced with irritation.
My grip tightens on the phone.“Clearly, you need reminding!”
“But those videos… That’s some sneaky shit, Mimi.”
Mimi.
The pet name lands like a physical blow.A mockery.A reminder of the man he used to be.
Silence stretches, punctuated only by his heavy breathing.
“Mimi?You still there?You better delete those videos, you hear me?”
“Is this really all you have to say?”My voice is hollow.
I’m beyond anger.Beyond tears.
Just numb.
“Delete them,” he orders.
“You’re joking, right?!”
“I’m serious.”
“You were all over her!I saw it all!Don’t you even care?!”
“It’s just a bit of fun,fuuuck.Don’t be so dramatic.You always blow things out of proportion.Maybe if you weren’t always so wound up—”
“Enough!”I scream.“Enough.I can’t do this anymore.I’m done.”
He sighs loudly.“Oh, please.I give you ’til tomorrow morning to pipe down.”
“Fuck you.It’s over!”
“Mimi—”
I slam End Call and shove the phone into my bag.
“To hell with you, James Devlin.”
I yank the diamond ring off and hurl it into the darkness.
