I picked up a female student on the side of the road who was eight years younger than me.
I helped her pay off her debts, sent her to the best school, and gave her a generous allowance.
I loved her, and I thought she loved me too.
But later, a boy her own age came into her life, and she fell for him completely.
The day I asked to break up, she agreed without hesitation and ran straight to him.
Not long after she left, I was in a car accident. The news said I had died.
Years later, we met again. Her eyes reddened. “I knew you weren't dead, big brother.”
“I didn't die, but I don't want you anymore.”
