Chapter 2

When I broke up with Samuel, I thought I'd cry.

But as I watched him turn and head straight for Lily, I suddenly felt nothing, not a single tear.

He was sure I was being dramatic again.

He was convinced that I couldn't live without him.

All because, for years, I was always the one swallowing my pride, always the one backing down, and always the one blaming myself, just to keep us together.

Just because he said, "I'll be waiting for you in the Painting Department at Metropolitan School of Arts," I gave up the Art Conservation major that…