Screw The Lamb Chop, We Are Done

Synopsis

At my engagement party, my fiancé Edward Sterling's childhood friend, Sophia Goodwin, tossed a half-eaten lamb chop into his plate right in front of everyone. She pouted at him. "It's too fatty. I don't want it." Edward, used to it, picked it up, trimmed off the fat, and fed the rest to her. That night, I told him I wanted to call off the engagement. He slouched against the headboard, looking totally uninterested. "Seriously? Just because of a lamb chop?" I calmly took off my engagement ring and placed it in his palm. Edward said, "Charlotte, you're getting more and more unreasonable. Sophia and I are just friends. Do you really have to get worked up over this?" Edward added, "Fine, we can call it off. But remember, you're the one leaving me first. So don't come begging me to take you back." He always thought I was crazy in love with him, and that I was just putting on an act to keep him close. But he never realized that even the warmest heart would freeze if one kept throwing cold water on it. This time, I really meant it. I was done with him for good.