I didn’t go to the apartment Finn had rented for me. I checked into a postpartum care center instead. When the receptionist heard I‘ d had a miscarriage, she kindly arranged a room on a quiet floor.
I was enjoying a few days of peace when my phone buzzed with a notification from the security camera app. I had forgotten to delete the account for our apartment.
I accidentally tapped it open. The image of Finn and his girlfriend kissing passionately as they stumbled through the door leaped
onto the screen.
But when he saw the state of the apartment, he pushed Lara away. “What happened here?”
He pulled out his phone to call me, but the call only rang for a second before Lara snatched the phone away. “Ugh! You’re with me, why are you thinking about your ex? Pay attention!”
Lara wrapped her arms around his neck, her hands sliding skillfully under his shirt and down his pants. Finn instantly became des- perate, pinning her against the wall, kissing her as if he wanted to devour her.
Even our first time together, Finn had never been this wild, this unrestrained.
Within moments, clothes were strewn across the floor.
“Finn, honey, I just got out of the hospital. You have to be gentle today, okay?”
Finn, pushed to the brink, his eyes red with lust, begged Lara, “You little minx, I’ve been holding back for so long. How about you take control?”
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Lara traced his jawline, her eyes seductive. “That depends on how you behave.”
“Who do you love more? Me or your ex?”
Finn, breathing heavily, suddenly grew cold. “Elvira is my fiancée. Who do you think I love more? We agreed this was just fun and games. If you weren’t so fragile, it wouldn’t even be your turn to entertain me right now!”
Lara immediately slid off him, her lips trembling, tears streaming down her face. “I almost died trying to please you, and this is how you talk to me? Fine! Go find someone else!”
Finn hated it when women cried. He immediately pulled her into his arms, soothing her with kisses until Lara was moaning with pleasure again.
I watched numbly as they moved from the sofa to the master bedroom, then to the bathroom. It confirmed what I already knew: Finn did not love me.
After his “accident,” I had cried myself to sleep every night, but he never noticed my swollen eyes. He called me dramatic, telling me not to emotionally blackmail him with my tears. He openly embraced other women, saying that even if he had once loved me, having a little fun now didn’t mean he was betraying me.
I was so grateful I hadn’t kept the baby. With his obsession for Lara’s body, he would have continued the affair even after marrying me. I could never compete with Lara’s skills.
As the sounds of their pleasure filled the speakers again, I closed the app and deleted the account.
The next day, Finn’s call woke me up. It was the first time he had called me since his “accident.” I didn’t think we had anything left to say, so I didn’t answer.
He couldn’t get through, so he texted.
(Elvira, what is the meaning of this? I agreed to marry you, so why did you throw away all the wedding decorations?]
Chapter 2
[Elvira, what is the meaning of this? I agreed to marry you, so why did you throw away all the wedding decorations?]
