I Don’t Need Your Fake Love by Melandia

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After countless sleepless nights, I surprisingly caught some solid Zs 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 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.

“Mom, I’m not holding it against

I should love myself first before seeking love

my mom and I both

calling non–stop,” my mom warned me.

tears, but hers

all the way,” she

phone was blowing up with

on the latest, another call was coming in.

stress, like he was holding the whole

this worked up before.

the picture, why

to explain, “Grace, have you read my journal? It’s

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nothing going on with Stella. I promise you. She’s just like

to me.

you’ve left on my journal pages. I’ve been remiss, but

kind of spaced out.

stay with me, but that’s why I’m walking away. It’s to set us both free, to let

happy with

“Why the tears?”

was his shining moment, the highlight of

the most vivid chapter of his

that period from his memory that I put

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

the one groveling to business associates, doing whatever

till I was senseless,

that registered

onto was the heady, fantastical

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had Stella’s name tattooed on his chest, lying to me that it was a reminder of the hard times,

to keep alive was

he had the chance to

he miss me

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 your way of

slide. Grace, whatever you do,