At the Engagement Party, My Girlfriend Married Her Best Friend

At the engagement party, my girlfriend and her male best friend embraced while drinking the cross-cup wine.

Everyone looked at me with pity.

They thought I would lose my temper on the spot, but to their surprise, I took the lead in applauding and even hummed the Wedding March.

"With emotions running high, why don't you go and get the marriage license in a little while?"

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Last month, Jim Galvan moved to a new place, and Meghan Davies went to help him set up his new home, working tirelessly and enjoying every moment of it.

Meanwhile, I was pushing myself to the brink, trying to win a bonus so I could buy her a handbag. I ended up with a bleeding stomach after drinking too much with clients, and she still didn't come back.

I confronted her in anger, but she accused me of being petty. She explained that it wasn't easy for Jim to leave his hometown and work hard in the big city, and she wanted to offer him as much warmth as she could, like family.

She even thought that I drank to the point of needing medical care because I was jealous of Jim.

I was at a loss for words and gave her the silent treatment for a week.

Last night, Meghan sent me a reservation message for a private cinema.

I had always wanted to experience the romance of watching a movie with just the two of us, but she had always scoffed at the idea. This time, though, she invited me herself.

Clearly, she was trying to make amends.

We'd been together for five years, and every time we argued, I was the one who gave in first, shamelessly coaxing her. She loved it when I treated her like a queen.

As long as she showed me a little kindness, I forgot all the past unpleasantness and continued to spoil her as if she were the apple of my eye.

She took advantage of this, angering me over and over, enjoying my humble pleas for forgiveness.

But what could I do? I loved her.

In the past, if she had made such an obvious effort to please me, I would have been over the moon, rushing to her side to apologize.

After all, whenever I had the slightest hobby, she would see it as me wasting time and money.

But when I saw the cinema reservation yesterday, I wasn't excited.

I suddenly realized that even my love for her had its limits.

Still, I took a deep breath and replied with enthusiasm, even sending a crying-with-joy emoji.

Before I left work today, Megan texted me to remind me of the date. [See you at the cinema tonight!]

After work, I refused to work overtime and went early to wait for her.

The reservation was for 6:00, but by 8:30, she still hadn't shown up.

I sent her messages and called her, but got no response.

The staff reminded me that the next guests had arrived, so I had no choice but to gather my things and leave the room.