I am outside my boyfriend’s apartment.

 

I just took a 10-hour flight from East Coat to the West, transferred twice, switched subway, and then bus, just to get here in time to surprise him on his birthday.

 

And here I am.

 

Listening to him fucking another woman inside that door.

 

“Oh yes…oh Zack babe…fuck me! Fuck!”

 

I can clearly hear the bed rattling, sweaty flesh smashing against each other, husky morns of pleasure.

 

I clamp my hand over my mouth to stop myself from screaming.

 

All these times he’s been begging me to come and visit, and this is his welcome gift? Cheating on me with another woman?

 

I feel betrayed, furious, and disgusted. Before I know it, I’m banging on his apartment door.

 

“Zack! Open the fucking door! Zack!”

 

The sound suddenly stops. A moment later, the door flies open as Zack appears behind it. His chest is naked, hair all raffled, I can still see all the hickey on his neck.

 

“Nat!” His eyes widen in panic, “What are you doing here?”

 

I can’t stop my voice from trembling. “What the hell are you doing? Have you been cheating on me? Who is in there!”

 

I shove him aside and try to push myself into the door. But Zack grabs my arm and stops me, as he growls, “Calm down! Will you?”

 

He runs his fingers through his hair, obviously frustrated. “Look…Nat, I never meant for you to find out about this. But think about it, for the past one year we are almost never together. You never visit. What do you expect me to do?”

 

I can’t believe my ear.

 

cheater. And somehow,

 

your thing inside of your pants. Is that really so

 

forehead twists into

 

Nat.” Finally he said, “Don’t

 

my chest. I glare at him and boom through

 

the face that his head almost knocks on the doorframe.

 

building and suddenly realize it’s pouring outside. I want

 

just locked yourself

 

wipe the rain off my

 

are Jenna and my dad, none of whom supported my

 

last thing I need right now is another “you should

 

body shivers in the rain. Suddenly

 

exhausted and soaking wet and have no place to go to. What better idea do I have

 

***

 

cab pulls over in front a townhouse. This is the most prestigious area in the city. You gotta have both the money and the power to be part of this community. Now as I open

 

can’t you give me a call and let

 

drag me into the house. “Mom

 

her tone rises, “Aren’t you

 

you, mom.”

 

a lock of hair to the back

 

her oval blue eyes and thick brown hair cascades down past her shoulder. She is well aware of her physical attractiveness, probably why she left my

 

once said he fell for me instantly the first time he saw me and he compliments me all the time about how good I look. But I don’t

 

already regretted my earlier decision. “Are…Mr. Ramirez and Eason home? If this is not a good time,

 

away for business trip and Eason is staying at his penthouse. You can stay in his old room tonight.

 

stepbrother has a penthouse. Why am I

 

room is on the second floor, first door to the left. When mom opens his bedroom door for me, suddenly it’s like clock has been turned back. Everything is the same

 

time I wanted to use a teacup in his collection to drink water, and he told me this seemingly normal teacup is actually passed down from Victoria Era and worth thousands of dollars. It shocked the crap out of me. But he just laughed and tossed me the teacup like it’s no big deal, saying

 

and my mom,

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