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In the eighth year of my relationship with Jacob Davis, a girl suddenly appeared at his side. She was bold enough to announce to everyone that she'd be in his bed within half a month. Jacob laughed it off at first, called her ridiculous, then pulled me into his arms and kissed me hard. "Everyone in the capital knows my heart belongs to you," he said. "Our wedding's next month. Don't go overthinking things." I believed him then. But on the day of the wedding, he didn't show up. Instead, his assistant arrived with an entire crate of beer. "Mr. Davis said," the assistant relayed calmly, "that he'll appear once you drink a bottle that says 'Another On' on the cap."