I saw my boyfriend kissing another girl from a distance. I ran home, crying my eyes out, and texted him that we were breaking up. He called me immediately, scoffing. "If you have the guts, say that to my face." 1 "Let's break up, Caleb." I sniffled. After typing those few words, I wiped a tear off my phone screen. The moment I hit send, I couldn't hold it back anymore. I curled up into a ball, hugging my knees, and sobbed. I saw him kissing another girl outside his dorm today, but I didn't have the courage to confront him. I was scared Caleb would get mad. He's 6'2". He could probably toss me like a frisbee if he wanted to. Okay, he's never hit me, but haven't you seen those Lifetime movies? Why do I always attract the scum of the earth? Thinking about it just made me cry harder. Suddenly, my phone rang. I wiped my eyes and checked. Caleb didn't text back. He called. I cleared my throat before answering. "What do you mean?" His voice was emotionless. I tried to sound tough, channeling my inner righteous fury. "You cheated. We're done." "I did what?" He sounded genuinely confused. That gave me a little confidence. "I saw everything. Outside your dorm. You kissed someone else." "What kind of nonsense are you talking about?" "You're denying it?" My anger spiked. "We're over, you jerk!" Caleb let out a cold laugh. It sent a chill down my spine. "If you have the guts, come say that to my face." 2 Before I could react, he hung up. Even though his tone was flat, I could hear the icy edge to it. Sure enough, less than half an hour later, my apartment door beeped and opened. It was Caleb. Right. He knows my keypad code. He stared at me expressionlessly, walking over slowly. I instinctively shrank back, hugging a throw pillow in the corner of the sofa. "What... what are you doing here?" My voice sounded so weak. "I'm here to hear why I'm getting dumped." He sat down on the sofa opposite me, looking relaxed but intense. I buried the lower half of my face in the pillow and mumbled, "I already told you." Caleb looked at me for two seconds. "When did you see me kissing someone?" I was forced to recall the scene from this afternoon, feeling my heart sink again. "Around 4 PM." He scoffed and tossed his phone onto the coffee table. It was playing a video of a bunch of guys playing basketball. The timestamp was clearly visible. "At 4 PM, I was on the court. Are you hallucinating, Joy?" I pressed my lips together and described exactly what I saw this afternoon. I only saw the guy from the back, but the build and height were identical. He was even wearing the exact same jacket. "That was my roommate, Zach. He borrowed my jacket for a date today." As I listened to Caleb's calm explanation, the storm clouds in my head instantly cleared. But I was still stubborn. I muttered, "Well, the back view was super similar. You can't blame me for mistaking him." Caleb didn't say anything. He stood up and walked over to me, looming over the sofa. A shiver ran down my spine. I looked up at him with wide eyes. "What are you doing?" The next second, he scooped me up and stood me on the sofa cushions. My arms instinctively wrapped around his neck. "He's half a head shorter than me. You couldn't tell?" "Is he?" I looked down at Caleb, tilting my head. "You asking for a spanking?" He smirked. I blurted out, "Domestic violence?" He gave a lazy hum of agreement. Then, he swatted my lower back—right above my butt—firmly but not painfully. My face instantly burned. I glared at him. Pervert!! He seemed to be in a much better mood. He spun around and sat on the sofa with me still in his arms. He positioned me so I was straddling his lap, facing him. "Still breaking up?" He looked at me, amused. I felt awkward, so I buried my face in the crook of his neck and stayed silent. A low, magnetic chuckle vibrated against my ear. Then, he lightly bit my earlobe. "You only act this dramatic with me." 3 Mark is back in the country. By the time I found out, he was already standing in front of me. "Joy, long time no see." The guy in front of me still looked clean-cut and sunny. Who would have guessed I broke up with Mark because he cheated on me with a freshman? I caught them red-handed in a hotel room. He had the girl wrapped in the duvet while he sat on the edge of the bed, lighting a cigarette. He looked me dead in the eye, zero guilt. "What did you expect, Joy?" "You wouldn't let me touch you. A guy has needs." After we broke up, he openly dated the girl. He's a senior now. Whenever he didn't have classes, he'd take his new girlfriend traveling around the world. Come to think of it, I haven't seen him in six months. "Do you need something?" Hearing him call my name so casually sparked a wave of repulsion in my gut. "Are you free for lunch? Let's grab a bite." I took a step back and shook my head. "No." "Are you still mad at me, Joy?" His eyes dimmed. "I know I messed up back then, but I've always only liked you." Excuse me???? I was struggling to maintain my politeness. Mark continued, "So, Joy, can you forgive me?" He moved to hug me. Before I could dodge, a familiar voice rang out from behind me. "Buddy, I think you're confessing to the wrong person." Caleb strolled over, glancing at Mark's outstretched hand. "Watch the hands." Mark awkwardly pulled back, sounding annoyed. "Who are you?" I finally found my opening. I looked at Mark. "My boyfriend." Mark gritted his teeth. After a moment, he sneered. "Joy, it hasn't been that long. You're already with someone else?" "Lonely much?" 4 Instantly, I felt a dark aura radiate from Caleb. I grabbed his hand, afraid he might throw a punch. I remembered when some rich, brainless trust-fund kid provoked Caleb, the "Prince." Caleb drove his supercar straight at the guy. He slammed the brakes less than two feet away. The guy fell to his knees in terror and literally wet his pants. "It's okay, Caleb." I shook his arm, looking up at him. Caleb glanced at me and decided not to engage. I stood in front of Caleb and looked calmly at Mark. "I'm really curious, Mark," I said, articulating every word. "When you were acting like a dog in heat, screaming about your 'physiological needs,' did this double standard cross your mind?" Mark's face flushed red with anger. He took a step forward. Caleb immediately pulled me behind him, looking down at Mark. "I'm only going to say this once." "Don't try to mess with Joy again." Mark knew he was in the wrong. Finally, he huffed and walked away. 5 "Scared I'd hurt him?" Caleb pinned me against a tree, his dark eyes fixed on me. "Still care about him, huh? Just because he was your first love?" I felt helpless. I wrapped my arms around his neck. "What does he have that's worth caring about? He's not as tall as you, not as handsome as you, and definitely not as rich as you." The boy who was radiating hostility a second ago was instantly pacified. He raised an eyebrow. "Pretty shallow, Joy." I admitted it openly. Caleb spoke slowly, deliberately. "Later, I'll let you experience something deeper." "What?" I paused, looking at him in confusion. His breath tickled my ear as he laughed. "Once we get married, I'll show you what you've been missing. Then you'll know." I realized what he meant and pinched his arm, glaring at him. Bastard, get your mind out of the gutter! I tried to kick him and break free. But he pinned me against the tree effortlessly. Caleb cupped my face with one hand, leaned down, and kissed me. I clenched my teeth, refusing to open up on purpose. He wasn't in a rush. After teasing my lips for a bit, the hand on the back of my neck moved to my earlobe and gave it a pinch. I shuddered, my jaw relaxing instinctively. He took the opportunity to deepen the kiss. Just when I thought I was going to suffocate, he pulled back slightly, unhurriedly. He pecked the corner of my mouth. "We've been together for a while. How have you not learned to breathe yet?" I wanted to ask myself the same thing. Why do I still blush every time Caleb kisses me?
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