The trip to England this summer was probably the most memorable because I was able to stay at my cousin John's house for free and have a lover who I knew for all four years.

After the summer, you returned to your country to continue studying. You and he still texted and even called each other until 12 o'clock at night. He always made you laugh. Just through the text messages, he knew that you were in love. Sad

You thought this love affair would last, but in early January of this year, you saw a post, which was a photo of him hugging a girl's waist with the caption "My boyfriend" on her Instagram and was surprised. What's more surprising is that when you scroll down to the comments section, he himself commented under that article "My girl"

Seeing things like that, without thinking much, you texted him saying you wanted to break up with him and then blocked him but you didn't know it was just a bet between him and his friends. This summer you returned to England. Because he is John's best friend, you always try to avoid him as much as possible

Until this evening. You sat on the kitchen counter, facing him, he was pressing close to you, his hands restlessly caressing your thighs, his voice filled with anger.

"Why did you break up? Why didn't you reply to my message?"