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.

I’m not holding

love myself first before seeking

I both made the

non–stop,” my mom warned me.

tears, but

what you choose, I’m with you all the way,” she said, supporting

phone was blowing up with calls and

the latest, another call

said, his voice laden with stress, like he was holding

never heard Antonio this

was puzzled. With Stella back in the picture, why was he still worried about me,

tried to explain, “Grace, have you read

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promise

to me.

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

kind of spaced

think you’re obligated to stay with me, but that’s why I’m walking

you happy

“Why the tears?”

Antonio’s diary, Stella was his shining moment, the highlight

brilliant, the most vivid chapter of

put in the work

days, I was the one emptying my bank account to cover his mistakes.

the one groveling to business associates, doing whatever it

one downing drinks till I was senseless, so wasted I nearly lost our

that registered with

heady, fantastical ride

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tattooed on his chest, lying to me that it was a reminder of the hard times, a

truly yearned to keep alive was his fiery Stella.

he had the chance to reclaim

he miss

didn’t you? You’ve got it bad for me, so

worries. I’m willing to let it slide. Grace, whatever you