I became my boyfriend’s first love.
Chapter 1
I was Ethan Miller’s biggest fan.
Everyone thought I was head over heels for
him, even willing to get plastic surgery to look
like his first love, just to be a stand–in.
So he started acting recklessly, flirting with
other girls and letting them insult me.
A friend advised him to tone it down, but
Ethan just shrugged it off. “She loves me so
much, she’d never leave.”
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Later, he proposed, down on one knee, and I
turned him down flat.
“It’s not right, it’s not like him.”
That man, the real him, would never propose
to me.
Everyone knew that Ethan’s two relationships with me were both because he was hurting
over Olivia Carter.
When Olivia rejected his confession, he turned to me.
When Olivia went abroad, he came back to
- me.
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I was like an NPC in a novel, filling in the plot
until the main character returned, and then I
had to step aside.
Maybe my compliance gave him the courage to be reckless, or maybe Olivia’s departure spurred him on.
But Ethan, who had always been a one- woman man, started playing the field, with a
new girl on his arm every other week.
Everyone thought he just saw me as a
disposable placeholder.
But gradually, it seemed like Ethan was falling
for me again.
I don’t know when it started, but he stopped
seeing other girls, started cooking with me,
watching movies,
During thunderstorms, he’d hold me close, cover my ears, and soothe me to sleep.
At porties, he’d hold my hand, talking about our future with a bunch of playboy rich kids.
Me and Sarah, we’re gonna have a whole bunch of kids,”
We were so in love, everyone was jealous.
But what wasn’t meant to be, will never be.
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Just when everyone thought he’d finally
settled down, Olivia came back.
He dumped me, right in front of everyone, to
go after his first love.
Chapter 2
I found out Olivia was back from our friends‘
group chat.
It popped up while Ethan and I were at a
party.
The moment the message appeared, his hand, which was just putting food on my plate,
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froze.
Someone, wanting to stir the pot, projected
the group chat onto the TV.
That familiar face filled the screen again.
Olivia was thinner than three years ago, but
still beautiful.
She had gone abroad to pursue her dreams, but soon got scammed out of everything.
Deep in debt, with her family facing hardship, she was left with nothing.
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on my leg almost crushed my dress.
A man near her played with her hair. “Why did
you dump Ethan Miller, a guy with a gold
mine? Call him, act sweet, ask him to bail you
out.”
I recognized him. It was Louis, a notorious
playboy in town, known for treating women
terribly.
People laughed, saying Ethan was over her,
and Olivia had no chance now.
Maybe it hit a nerve because fresh tears
welled up in her eyes. “He has a new life now.
I won’t bother him.”
fragile, “If it wasn’t for this illness, I wouldn’t have made up an excuse to dump him and go
abroad for treatment.
“He’s such a good person, I couldn’t bear to
hurt him. I’d rather he hated me.”
She looked at the camera, her eyes full of
and pity.
I gasped, looking down at the large bruise
forming on my leg.
The man who had just asked her price rubbed
her waist. “Don’t worry, your Ethan doesn’t want you, but we’ll take good care of you. We’ll make sure you’re comfortable.”
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Olivia, usually so meek, slapped his hand
away. “Don’t touch me. Even if I can’t be with
Ethan, I won’t be with anyone else.”
“I’m not selling myself. I want to live with
dignity.”
The man, his pride hurt, yelled at her, calling
her a hypocrite. “Once you’re in here, you do
what I say. Let’s see if you still act so high
and mighty.”
He grabbed her, and in the struggle, Olivia
slapped him.
Enraged, he slapped her back, knocking her
to the ground. He threw her against a coffee
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table, ignoring her struggles.
People in the group chat cheered him on,
saying she deserved it for dumping Ethan.
Someone even tagged Ethan, telling him to
come rescue his damsel in distress.
He glanced at the notifications, feigning
disinterest. “Who does she think she is?
Bothering me with this.”
He drained his glass, pretending not to care,
but I knew he was burning up inside.
The next second, he slammed his glass on the
table, flipping it over in anger.
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Glass shattered around me.
I instinctively flinched, but then I saw him
grab his phone and storm out without looking
back
Less than ten minutes after Ethan left, new
videos started popping up in the group chat.
Ethen running five red lights to save Olivia.
Ethan putting his jacket around Olivia.
Ethan getting into a fight for Olivia.
In the videos, Ethan, furious, beat up the men
who had harassed Olivia.
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I closed my phone, the mocking laughter of
the others ringing in my ears.
“See, no one can beat the first love.”
“I thought he’d changed. She just had to
beckon, and he ran right back.”
He fought for the woman who’d broken his
heart twice.
He left me there alone.
To face everyone’s ridicule.
I don’t know how I got home.
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the picture was retracted,
I chuckled sadly. I’d seen this trick many
times before
I put my phone down and went back to
cooking
Hours later, as the clock ticked towards
midnight, I took a picture of the food and
posted it online.
The caption: “Another year, safe and sound.”
Scrolling through my sparse social media
