After five years of sharing my bed with him, he dumped me.

Chapter 1

1,301 words

From eighteen to twenty-three, I was his. Five long years.

We were intimate more times than I could count, but he never gave me a proper title.

Because he had a dating standard that was almost obsessive—

Height 5'6", weight 105 lbs.

Naturally dark, long, straight hair, fair skin, a beauty mark near her eye, dimples when she smiled…

Thirty-seven points in total. Every single one had to be met.

He said:

"If I haven't found my ideal partner by the time I'm twenty-three, then I'll be with you."

I didn't believe such a girl existed, so I agreed.

I waited year after year, until his twenty-third birthday. He tagged everyone in our SnapChat group:

"Seven tonight, at The Grand Gala Lounge. You guys are finally meeting my girlfriend."

My Ins exploded instantly. Everyone was congratulating me:

"Five years! You finally made it official!"

"Alice, you finally succeeded!"

I put on a full face of makeup, changed into his favorite white dress, and arrived at the private room half an hour early.

The moment the door opened, he walked in, his arm around a girl's waist.

5'6", dark, long, straight hair, fair skin, a beauty mark near her eye… perfectly matching his ideal partner criteria.

He looked down at her, his gaze so gentle it stung:

"Let me introduce you. This is my girlfriend."