I Don't Want a Woman Who Plays with My Feelings Anymore

On our seventh anniversary, Lin Zhixue finally agreed to go with me to Bali, Indonesia. I planned to propose to her on the Island of Love. Before I boarded the plane, she messaged me saying her father was ill, then left me, a man with social anxiety, behind. That night, curled up in bed at a hotel in Bali, I saw a photo posted by her childhood sweetheart and first love: her back as she busied herself in the kitchen. [It was only a little scrape, and you rushed from the airport to see me. You're so adorably silly.] Everyone was watching to see how I, her boyfriend, would react. No one expected me to like the post. [An idiot and his babysitter. You two should get together.]