I'm Done Playing Your Love's Replacement, Sir

For five years, Ethan Stone spoiled me, making me the envy of every woman in the city.

He remembered I didn't eat spicy food, that I hated noise, and that I preferred simple, understated white dresses.

He even had white noise machines ready in advance, knowing I'd have trouble sleeping on rainy nights.

Everyone said he was madly in love with me.

Until that night, when I saw a list titled "My Dearest" in his notes app.

That's when I realized I didn't actually dislike spicy food, and I was never afraid of noise.