Chapter 86


    It’s Time!


    I had to break up with him.


    The thought echoed in my mind repeatedly.


    If I broke up with him, all of my problems would be solved.


    Why didn’t I just do it?


    This whole time, I’d been obsessed with my childish revenge n. I wanted to make Vincent regret


    betraying me. I wanted him to pay the price.


    So what did I do? I slept with Aaron, his best friend.


    And what did I get out of it? A messy rtionship that’s ruined my progress at work. An unparalleled


    sexual experience… God, I never thought sex could be such a beautiful thing…


    Stop!


    I blushed and forced those thoughts out of my head.


    Regardless, the truth was that it wasn’t good for me to stay with Vincent any longer. I’d rather learn


    from Nick and spend my time doing something meaningful than waste it on a scumbag like that.


    I thought it’d be a good idea to break up with him on Christmas Day, as a present to myself.


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    I’m sure it’d be memorable for Vincent.


    As for Aaron…


    I honestly didn’t know how to handle my rtionship with him. I couldn’t even concentrate on my


    experimentstely with him in my mind. It was holding back my efficiency, but when I thought about


    ending things with him, I couldn’t do it. In the end, he was just my fuck buddy, so nothing real could


    develop between us… But he always did things that made me think he liked me.


    At the end of the day, only he knew how he felt about me. I didn’t want to dwell on it, so I decided to


    listen to my heart and live in the moment.


    With my mind made up, I let out a long breath and felt my whole body rx.


    Then Vincent called me.


    “Vincent? I actually needed to talk to you…”


    “Hey, babe. Wanna go out with me tonight?”


    The moment the call connected, I heard a woman’s voiceing from the other side. Even though it


    was brief, I knew it was Emily.


    I frowned. Even though I already made up my mind to break up with him, it still made me angry to know


    he was carelessly messing around with other women. I couldn’t figure out what he was trying to do. If


    he was with Emily, why was he calling me?


    “Where?” I pretended I didn’t hear her.


    Vincent sounded relieved. “Do you have time tonight? My friend’s throwing an early Christmas get–


    together before we


    see our families. Did you wannae?”


    I raised my eyebrows. Emily was right next to him, yet he called me to invite me to the party. Did he


    think I wouldn’t want to go?


    It was true though. I didn’t want to. Vincent’s friends always found all kinds of excuses to get together


    and drink. All they did was y games and talk about women, which wasn’t interesting to me.


    But I knew that Vincent was counting on me not going so that he could take Emily, and I wasn’t going to


    let him get away with it.


    I tried to sound interested. “Who else is going?”


    “Uh… Everyone…” As soon as he said that, I heard a sharp p. Emily must’ve hit him for saying that.


    I snorted. “If everyone’s going, then I don’t wanna be left out. Come pick me up.”


    The line went silent for a few seconds, and I asked in mock confusion, “What’s wrong? Would that be


    inconvenient? You didn’t want to take someone else, did you…?”


    “Of course not!” Vincent hastily denied it. “Just wait there, babe. I’ming.”


    “Don’t make me wait too long!” I hung up, satisfied knowing that Emily would be miserable at the party.


    I stood in front of my closet picking an outfit. Once upon a time, I would’ve chosen a rtively


    conservative dress, but today was a special day.


    Not only did I have to outdo Emily, but I had to officially break up with Vincent. On top of that, I would


    finally sort things out with Aaron.


    I decided to honor my heart and enjoy myself before having a lonely Christmas.


    My eyes scanned the many dresses in my closet before they finallynded on a tight ck dress. The


    same one I bought with Aaron’s card.


    I didn’t know if Aaron was going to be there tonight, but Vincent said everyone would be there. That


    had to include him, right?


    Aaron was the real neuroscientist in our rtionship. Even though we hadn’t talked in a while, I couldn’t


    help but think about him. I even chose the dress because I knew he’d like it


    best.


    The dress had a low neckline, and it pushed my breasts together until it almost looked like they were


    going to pop out. The material wrapped so tightly around my ass that it made it difficult to walk. But


    when I saw myself in the mirror, I


    felt like it was worth it.


    I put on stockings, 8 centimeter red heels, and bright lipstick.


    Now I was ready for battle.


    Snow began to fall past my window as I picked up a diamond ring from the jewelry box. I put it on as


    solemnly as a knight armed himself with his sword.


    The Cartier ring was from Aaron. It had shown up on my desk


    the day after he threw away the engagement ring Vincent gave me. The funny thing was that Vincent


    never found out about it.


    I looked at myself in the mirror.


    My dress, jacket, and ring were all from Aaron. If anything, I felt like his fiance…


    God, what was I thinking?!


    I lightly pped my face a few times to snap myself out of it, and then I slipped on my heels. Just as I


    reached the door, I turned back, remembering something else Aaron got me.


    I stared at my blushing face in the mirror, took a deep breath, and mustered up the courage to pull a


    stic bag out of the bottom of my closet. I reached in and hooked my fingers into the ck cut–out


    thong that Aaron bought me, but I couldn’t bring myself to look at it.


    “You’re such a slut…” I muttered to myself, but I still pulled on thecy thong with shaking hands.


    Then I dialed Vincent.


    “I’m ready.”