after that night i felt he was getting distant. he didn't call me and didn't read any of my texts. i figured that i blew it. then i thought about the last time he up and left. maybe i was over thinking. maybe i was panicking for no reason.
but i knew i wasn't wrong. because he posted on all his social media about how happy he was. yet he looked boring. i figured he was making me jealous.
my own boyfriend is running around ignoring me. his way of breaking my heart. i wanted to call my mommy and cry to her. tell my daddy that a man has hurt me.
but they still didn't know. i still couldn't let them know. god knows what they would do. their reactions were all i cared about this moment.
so i had to keep it to myself. i bit back my tears and sat alone in my dressing room so i wouldn't cause any attention to other models or my mommy.
i felt weak. after two i'm suffering heartbreak.
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my first asian boyfriend ✔
Krótkie OpowiadaniaBeing African American, dating outside my race is against the law. But how could I hide the fact that I love this man? I've had my eyes on such a woman for quite a long time. But my Boss wouldn't dare let me be with her. Only if I follow his rules.