My Girlfriend Asked Me to Get Back Together

I used to care too much about Marilyn.

Afraid of losing her, I acted cautiously and compromised just to keep her.

But today, I finally figured it out and got over her, and I felt more relaxed than ever before.

If today's event had happened in the past, I must have hidden in the corner and watched them partying.

After they enjoyed themselves, I would slowly pack up their things, hail taxis for them one by one, and carry the drunk Marilyn back home.

Now, I let her and Yves have fun together instead.

Since you couldn't forget him, be with him.

Back at home, I turned on my computer and started preparing for the project assigned by my boss.

He asked me to work overtime and once again proposed recommending me for a position at the New York headquarters today.

My performance had been excellent, and my boss had previously recommended me for advancement there.

At headquarters, my existing wages would be doubled.

Moreover, there were more development opportunities and brighter future prospects in big cities.

In the past, in order to maintain my relationship with Marilyn and to be with her, I had refused my boss.

But this time, I decided to take the opportunity and try my luck out there.

I thought that I could finally marry Marilyn.

Then, we would live an ordinary yet happy life in a small city.

Over the years, it dawned on me that it was all just my wishful thinking.

After gathering myself, I began to prepare for the project at hand.

It was quite challenging and could be seen as a form of evaluation for me.

I couldn't afford to make any mistakes at all.

I was busy until after eleven o'clock in the evening.

Marilyn called me.

Before I could even make a sound, she scolded, "What do you mean? It is my birthday today, but you left me here alone."

"Did you kiss alone?" I asked coldly.

"Are you crazy? We just kissed, but it meant nothing!"

"Be with him, and don't come to disgust me."

With that, I hung up.

Marilyn made a few more calls, but I set my phone aside.

I ignored her and went to bed after taking a shower.

The next morning, I woke up and saw Marilyn's latest post on Instagram.

She took a few photos of her snuggling in Yves' arms.

The text read: [Love is unreliable, and only friendship lasts forever.]