A huge shiver runs up my spine. While he continues to eat his waffle as though he doesn’t mind if I ruin our meal talking about my ex, my stomach clenches, not wanting to live in that bubble of scorned girlfriend. I want to get back to the girl I used to be. The one who believed in happily ever afters and destiny. For a moment, I was back to being her while sitting at this table with a gorgeous man who could have his pick of any woman in this resort.
“We met our senior year of college. We dated for almost four years until six months ago, when I caught him with someone else.” I get all the basic details out without sounding angry or tearing up. I deserve a pat on the back.
He shakes his head and swallows. “Sorry.”
My gaze falls to the ocean, spotting a few couples walking hand in hand as
