Ran Into My Ex-Boyfriend During an Anti-Vice Raid at a KTV

: Torn Photo

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In the end, Wyatt Valiant was the one who drove me home.

But I had no desire to speak to him the entire ride.

The moment the car stopped at the entrance to my apartment complex, I impatiently unbuckled my seatbelt to get out.

"Wren."

Just as my hand closed around the door handle, a soft voice suddenly came from behind me.

"These past three years... have you been doing okay?"

'Doing okay?'

'How did he have the nerve to ask me that?'

I couldn't help but sneer as all the emotions that had been building since I first saw Wyatt Valiant tonight erupted in an instant.

"Thanks to you, Captain Valiant, I've been doing just great these past three years."

"As you know, my best friend loves setting me up with men. Three years is more than enough time to meet countless guys."

"Does that count as 'doing well' in your eyes, Captain Valiant?"

I watched as Wyatt Valiant's face turned pale, his expression clearly filled with pain.

But I just smiled, satisfied.

Just as I was about to turn and leave, Wyatt Valiant spoke again.

"The photo."

"The photo?"

I was confused for a moment before I understood. I gave Wyatt Valiant a disdainful smirk and pulled the photo from my bag.

In the photo, a younger me and Wyatt Valiant were embracing, smiling at the camera with a sweet, youthful innocence.

I lowered my gaze, tracing the surface of the photo instinctively. Then, as Wyatt Valiant watched with eyes full of disbelief and sorrow, I ruthlessly tore it to shreds.

I let the pieces flutter to the ground.

I stared at Wyatt Valiant, my eyes cold.

"From the moment you broke up with me three years ago, we became complete strangers. So please, Captain Valiant, don't interfere in my life."

With that, I got out of the car and left without a second thought.

To be honest, I don't know when Wyatt Valiant left.

I only know that after saying such cruel, heartless things to Wyatt Valiant, my own heart felt like it was being stabbed.

It was agonizing.

I went back to my bedroom and pulled the covers directly over my head.

'I probably could have forgotten him, if only he hadn't shown up again.'

'I don't want to treat Wyatt Valiant like this, but his appearance shatters my composure. It even makes me feel as if my three years of suffering meant nothing at all.'

'Because I never truly moved on.'

'In my heart, Wyatt Valiant has always been the one and only.'

'After meeting and loving someone like him, I'm afraid my heart has no room for anyone else.'