Sheelah Bridgeman's Book
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Intact Love from the Broken
Gordon tagged me in a video that was on the edge of inappropriate. "Learn from others, stop dressing like a dead fish." I read it but didn’t reply. Gordon kept tagging me. As a result, I was cyberbullied and laid off, and I asked Gordon to delete his comment. But Gordon casually wrapped his arm around my sister and laughed, saying I deserved it. He said, "Winnie, stop pretending to be innocent; you brought your face here for me to step on." After knowing each other for three years, Gordon had humiliated me nine hundred ninety-nine times. The moment the system notified me that my task was complete, I sighed deeply, ready to leave. Then Gordon introduced me to the "high and unattainable flower" banquet. "Winnie, I have someone I like now, so find someone else to fawn over." He wanted to continue watching my embarrassment. But the high and unattainable flower moved into my house and climbed into my bed. The day he discovered my neck was covered in hickeys, Gordon finally panicked. "Winnie, you’ve liked me for three years; how could you sleep with someone else?"