Ex-boyfriend Got What He Deserved

It was midnight. I sat in the recovery room.

There wasn't a single word of concern from my boyfriend, much less a "Happy Birthday."

Instead, the forums exploded with news:

**[Campus Heartthrob Liam Speeding on Winding Roads Just to Win a Medal for His First Love, Victoria!]**

My chest felt like it was being ripped open.

Days of pent-up grievances made me cry for a full two hours.

Finally, dragging my post-abortion body, I made my way home.

Pushing open the door, Liam was sitting in his wheelchair.

"Where have you been so late? Get me a glass of water."