Breaking Free From My Ex (Grace and Antonio)

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After countless sleepless nights, I surprisingly caught some solid z's on the flight.

In my dreams, Antonio's face kept showing up, like he was just waiting for me there.

Back when we were just seven, we used to play games together.

He'd tell me he was the groom, and I was the prettiest bride.

When we turned eighteen, we made that game real.

He vowed to hustle hard and give me a grand wedding.

But when did things start to fall apart between us?

Did it start after Stella showed up, or was it before that?

I couldn't even remember it anymore.

Antonio had been the center of my world for as long as I could remember.

No matter how much I tried to stay cool and get over him, it felt like my insides were being torn apart.

Once I landed, I didn't even have the guts to turn on my phone.

"Grace!"

My mom was waving at me, standing out in a sea of

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foreigners.

It had been ages since we last saw each other.

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She wasn't the same woman I remembered, sitting on the couch, crying, waiting for my dad to come home.

She was older, but she exuded more charm than before.

"You've grown so much," she said, her voice filled with wonder.

My mom kept touching my face, saying sorry over and over again.

I just let go and hugged her tight.

I said, "Mom, I'm not holding it against you.

"You said I should love myself first before seeking love from others."

apart, my mom and I both made

calling non-stop," my

1. me.

my tears, but hers

you choose, I'm with you all the way," she said, supporting me no matter

blowing up with calls and

I could even catch up on the latest,

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coming in.

stress, like he

never heard Antonio

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picture, why was he still worried about me,

to explain, "Grace, have you read my journal?

true.

I promise you. She's just like

heartbroken. I can see it in the tears you've left on my journal pages. I've been remiss, but it was

feeling kind of spaced

get that you think you're obligated to stay with me, but that's why I'm walking away. It's to set us both free,

happy with

"Why the tears?"

was his shining

the most vivid chapter of

memory that I put in the work to get him back on

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it up with Stella, soaking in the glory days, I was the one

was the one groveling to business associates, doing whatever it

was senseless, so wasted I nearly lost

of that registered with

the heady, fantastical

on his chest, lying to me that it was a

hard times, a symbol to keep

he truly yearned to keep alive was his

the chance to reclaim

he miss me

you ditched the wedding to teach me a lesson, didn't you? You've got it bad for me, so much that my recent lack of attention stung, and this was

to let it slide. Grace, whatever

dumbfounded, not knowing how to counter his

day, when I was

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