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 the

Antonio's been calling non-stop," my mom

1. me.

tears, but

I'm with you all the way," she

phone was blowing up with

I could even catch up on the latest, another call

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coming in.

he said, his voice laden with stress, like

never heard Antonio this worked up

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the picture, why was

have you read my journal?

true.

nothing going on with Stella. I promise you. She's just like a sister

left on my journal pages. I've been

feeling kind

that's why I'm walking away. It's to set us both free, to let you

happy

"Why the tears?"

diary, Stella was his shining

most brilliant, the most vivid chapter of

period from his memory that I put in the work to

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Stella, soaking in the glory days, I was the one emptying my bank account

was the one groveling to business associates, doing whatever it took to keep

was senseless, so wasted I nearly

of that

the heady, fantastical

on his chest, lying to me that it was

symbol to keep him

to keep alive was his fiery

had the chance to reclaim his

he

You've got it bad for me, so much that my recent lack of attention stung, and this was your way of

slide. Grace, whatever

not knowing how to

day, when I was young and naive, I threw

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