Chapter 3

Ashley was my college roommate. She was sweet, gorgeous, and had a very bubbly, outgoing personality.

Whenever Ethan bought things for me but couldn't get into the female-only wing of the dorms, Ashley would happily volunteer to bring them up to me.

I don’t even know when it started, but whenever Ethan bought me treats, he started buying an extra portion for Ashley. He’d tell her, "Thanks for taking care of my girl."

I didn’t think much of it. Ashley really did help me out a lot in daily life.

Then, Ethan added her on Snapchat.

Ethan told me that Ashley was an orphan and had no family support, so we should show her more care and warmth.

I knew about this, and at first, Ethan didn't hide it. He’d casually show me their Snapchat conversations.

But gradually, he showed me less and less.

Sometimes, when Ashley snapped him, he would turn his phone away from me.

Once, Ashley and I both cut our hands during a gardening workshop.

When Ethan found out, he rushed over and immediately took Ashley to the campus clinic. I had to walk there by myself.

The moment I stepped into the clinic, Ethan glared at me, his voice laced with anger.

"Ashley is hurt! Why did you get here so late? Didn’t I tell you to look after her? How could you let this happen?"

I had never seen Ethan so angry at me. I took two steps back, completely shocked.

It wasn't until the nurse came over to bandage me that he realized my cut was much deeper and bleeding far worse than Ashley’s tiny scratch.

In the end, he apologized, acted cute, and I let it go.

In reality, I should have realized it long ago. Something was already broken between us.

I was no longer his priority.