Blurb：
After surviving the earthquake that revealed my fiancé Zack Redmond's true priorities, I thought his hospital pickup offer meant reconciliation. But when Zack abandoned me under the scorching sun for over two hours to chauffeur his "just friends" ex Claire Meadows, I finally saw our engagement ring on his hand in her social media post. Now back in our shared apartment, I serve myself a solitary feast while Zack confronts the consequences of choosing Claire during the disaster. This is the story of a woman rebuilding her life after her boyfriend's betrayal, where emergency protocols expose true loyalties and a cold war begins at the hospital entrance.
Content：
The aftershocks subsided.I spent a week in the hospital.
Today was the day I got discharged.
A message came in on my phone from my boyfriend Zack Redmond.
Wait for me at the hospital, I'll come to pick you up.
I understood; he was trying to make amends with me.
When the earthquake struck, he pushed me away, grabbed his true love Claire Meadows, and fled, leaving me alone in the crumbling room.
Later, I saw a picture on Claire's social media of them holding hands in the safety corridor during the earthquake.
The caption read: "True love is when disaster strikes, you push everything aside and run towards me."
Apparently, I represented "everything" that needed to be pushed aside
I left a cold message: "Don't forget to send me an invitation to your wedding."
Immediately, I called Zack to confront him.
It took eight calls before he finally answered.
In a calm tone, he said, "I've told you before, I had a history with her before, but now we are just friends. Can you stop being so petty?"
His accusation made me seem narrow-minded and unreasonably troublesome.
After a pause, he asked, "Are you okay?"
A day after the aftershock, and he finally remembered to ask if I was okay?
I didn't reply and hung up the phone.
We fell into a cold war.
It had been a week now.
In the past, whenever there was a conflict between Zack and me, I was the one trying to break the ice.
If by chance he initiated the reconciliation, I would have been pleasantly surprised.
Today, when he offered to pick me up from the hospital, I remained indifferent, just casually responding with "okay."
The hospital ward was tense after the aftershock, and the nurses had already completed my discharge procedures.
At the hospital's entrance, I called him, but no one answered.
The summer sun was scorching, making me feel anxious.
In no time, my clothes were drenched in sweat, and my head was spinning from the heat.
A taxi pulled over and asked if I needed a ride, but I declined.
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