The Promise He Broke, The Love I Chose

Every year on my birthday, I wanted my boyfriend to take me to an amusement park once.

He always said next time.

Until the fifth year, when he finally agreed.

But before we even got to the amusement park entrance, the car turned toward my best friend's favorite escape room.

"The escape room updated the theme Nina likes, so we can go to the amusement park next time."

For five years, every time Eric said he was taking me to the amusement park, the road would somehow turn toward Bella.

The flavor Bella liked had to be eaten first, and the games she liked had to be experienced first.