The Seven-Year Itch: I Finally Gave Up on Him

I waited for him to pick me up.

The passers-by secretly glanced at me, who was dressed too delicately.

After waiting for a long time, I couldn't get in touch with him on WhatsApp.

I had better take a taxi myself.

When I arrived at the venue of the dinner party and followed the staff in, it had already begun.

The banquet was very lively. Everyone gathered in threes and fives and chatted happily.

I didn't know what to do.

I couldn't find Eason, nor did I know anyone.

I could only sit in a corner.

Then I saw Eason walking over slowly with Melody’s arm in his.

As soon as he arrived, he became the focus of the banquet.

The two of them went around socializing.

I looked at Melody, who tacitly handed the wine to Eason, and watched her whisper to him. They looked at each other and smiled.

My first reaction was not to get angry.

On the contrary, the word ‘comparable’ suddenly appeared in my mind.