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The day my dad goes in for surgery marks day two of the cold war between Ryan Brooks and me. When Ryan finds out, he offers to drive me to the hospital. I'm desperate to get to my father, so I swallow my pride and get in the car. Halfway there, he pulls over on some random roadside and tells me to get out because Emily Carter, his precious childhood sweetheart, needs him more. Silently, I just text him a single digit: [1]. He doesn't reply. Of course he doesn't. He never does. I'm used to it. Honestly, I stop expecting anything else. Later, a photo of Emily and Ryan pops up on my feed. Around her neck hangs a delicate rose necklace. I recognize it instantly. I saw the sketches in Ryan's study. I've actually been foolish enough to think he designed it for me. But now, that necklace is on Emily's neck. The old me would have lost her mind. I would have screamed and cried and demanded answers. But this time, I simply take a screenshot, repost it to my timeline, and caption it: [Let me know when the wedding is. Don't forget my invite.]