My heart dropped, and I quickened my pace to escape that toxic place.

Once home, I locked myself in my room, ignoring James's persistent knocking.

My phone buzzed; it was a message from an unknown number.

I opened it and instantly felt a chill run down my spine.

[That was my first kiss. You have to take responsibility.]

I decided not to reply to Victor's message and to handle the situation coldly.

But days passed, and James still showed no signs of remorse.

My heart felt heavy, like a massive stone was pressing down on me, making it hard to breathe.

Finally, on the fifth night, James showed up at my door with bubble tea.

"I'm sorry; I didn't expect things to turn out this way," he said.

He handed me the bubble tea, his tone casual.

I reluctantly took it, but my resentment hadn't faded at all.

I pulled out my phone and showed James the message from Victor.

"I told you before that he had ulterior motives towards me."

James frowned and said, "You're not on the same level as him; stop flattering yourself.

"He probably just continued the dare after he left; there's no way he'd be interested in you."

Those words cut through me like a knife.

I felt dizzy, completely let down by James's disrespect.

"Are you saying I'm not good enough for him?" I asked coldly.

Even though I was just a department head in marketing, I was still a woman with a little money of my own.

Not to mention James, who was unemployed and relied on his family's rental properties to get by.

James seemed to realize he had misspoken and hurriedly tried to explain, "I didn't mean it like that; I just thought..."

But I didn't want to hear his excuses anymore.

We began to argue fiercely, the sweetness of our relationship fracturing.

In the heat of our argument, I suddenly recalled Victor's wolf-like gaze.

I stood at the entrance of the amusement park, feeling disappointed and angry.

James bailed on me again. It wasn't the first time.

I took a deep breath and decided to go in alone and have fun.

As soon as I entered, I saw a familiar figure.

Victor was standing not far away, waving and smiling at me.

"James asked me to hang out with you. Something came up last minute, and he couldn't make it," Victor explained.

A wave of bitterness hit me. James couldn't even bother explaining it himself.

But looking at Victor's sunny smile, my mood instantly lifted.