Happy Breakup: Regaining My Confidence

On the fifth birthday spent with Jeremy, he went to Romland with Susan.

This time, I didn't make a fuss and left the house we had lived in for five years in the middle of the night.

That same day, he set off fireworks worth as much as a Mercedes Benz for Susan and grandly brought her into the mansion.

A year later, I received a call from Jeremy. "Emma, I won't let you go. Stop making a scene and come back..."

My husband scoffed at this, "Ex-boyfriend, stop bothering my wife, and get lost!"

You had to wave goodbye to the wrong person to meet the right one. My mind was at peace, and my heart was at ease.

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The fifth year of being with Jeremy.

It was also the fifth birthday I spent with him.

Jeremy was out of touch all day.

In previous years, I had to remind him about my birthday, and this time I didn't mention it, and he indeed forgot.

In the afternoon, Jeremy posted on Instagram, with the location tagged as Romland. In the photo, Susan still looked radiant.

The caption was. [The snow-capped mountains I saw at eighteen are the same as the ones I see at twenty-five.]

I zoomed in on Susan's photo and stared at it in a daze.

Jeremy first met Susan when he was eighteen and fell for her ever since.

At twenty-five, they reunited after a long time, and his feelings remained unchanged.

A mutual friend commented below. [But the last time you brought someone else. (dog head emoji)]

Jeremy replied. [New year, new beginnings. (dog head emoji)]

For five years, Jeremy never directly answered my questions about marriage, always saying to wait a little longer.

He wanted to establish his career before starting a family. He promised that when he succeeded, he would marry me in a grand ceremony.

A mutual friend called Jeremy and asked him what he was doing and where did that leave Emma.

Jeremy, confused, said, "Why mention her out of the blue? Every wealthy man plays around. If she can't take it, she should pack up and leave."

The friend asked if Jeremy wasn't afraid I'd leave him, and Jeremy laughed, clearly certain.

"This has happened before, and I'm happy for a few days of peace. Do you believe that with just one call, she'll come back wagging her tail?"

On the other end, Susan called Jeremy softly. Jeremy showed no sign of embarrassment at being found out. "Trust me, it's nothing. I have something to handle here, I'll hang up now."

As the sky darkened, I bought myself a cake to celebrate my birthday.

My resolve to leave probably began the moment I blew out the candles.

I packed my things and left without looking back.

When the moment of departure truly arrived, I realized that all the rehearsals in my mind felt as light as a feather.